Notorious (Intro) lyrics
by Rucci
[Intro]
Hell nah, turn this sh*t
What the f*ck?
Why the f*ck this n*gga on every motherf*ckin' radio station?
Turn this weak-ass sh*t off, the f*ck?
Shut the f*ck up and listen to his album
Bay Squad never tap
Murder Man, that n*gga Rucci back at it (Hello?)
Huh? (B-B-Bankroll Got It)
Ayy, ayy, pff, ayy (Watch that n*gga Rucci go)
[Verse]
First off, this my motherf*ckin' album (It's my album)
I'm hittin' switches, gettin' b*tches by the thousands (By the thosuands)
Hundred K in all blues, still countin' (Still, what?)
This a GT coupe, not no Audi (Skrrt, skrrt, Audi)
Aw sh*t, let me get right (Let me get right)
Real stand up guy, you the b*tch type (You a b*tch)
Fat n*gga in Amiri's with a big pipe (What?)
Me and Bangel like a Bengal, we got big stripes (Let's go)
Run 'em down at the rеd light (Oh)
I put a opp' straight to bleep like his bedtime (Bеdtime)
Rucc' dawg on the front page, check the headlines (The what?)
How you hot and you ain't never even headlined? (You a bum)
f*ck facetime, b*tch, I need head time (I need head time)
f*ck rap, I make hits in my spare time (No bap)
Hottest n*gga in the bity, I don't need no invitation (Ayy, go)
Let's go, let's go, let's go (Go, go, go)
Ayy, Notorious pullin' up in foreign trucks (Skrrt)
Codeine, pour it up, bad b*tch whorin' up (Okay)
On the road, hit tour and we tore it up (Okay)
f*ck it up, f*ck it up, n*ggas hatin', shut 'em up (Okay, okay)
Ayy, I got on all white in the Bahamas (Go, go)
Ayy, I got it off the white like Shavonda (Go, go)
Ayy, I got on Off White with some Prada (Go, go)
Yeah, you know it's on site 'bout a dollar (No bap)