500 hours (Remix) lyrics

by

870glizzy


[Chorus: Comethazine & 870glizzy]
Wouldn't save a ho if she broke her elbow
n*gga hit my phone talkin' tough, oh hell no
First of all, n*gga, what the f*ck you yell for?
Secondly, question be, "Do you know who you yellin' at?"
Tell him that, Comethazine blew his melon back
I smoke Thrax, you inhale on the Reggie pack
Bet you probably wonder, "How does he know that?"
'Cause every time you smoke around me, I be smellin' that
Anytime he smoke around me, i'm inhalin' that
Choppa with a beam, point it right where yo' melon at
Actin' tough, better keep that sh*t for the internet
Internet boy, he ain't never been a threat though
Wouldn't save a ho if she broke her elbow
n*ggas sendin' shots but it stay over cellphones
We gon' hit the block with a whole lot of ammo
Pull up to the spot with the straps like Velcro

[Verse: 870glizzy]
I been livin' reckless
Feds tryna hit me with the Rico
Choppa leave ya' neckless
Do you wanna die by the neckless?
Bag a n*gga up, then I check him off the checklist
Hit a ho once then i'm on to the next b*tch
Put a body on it then i'm on to the [?]
Cannot f*ck with these b*tches like, i'm sexist
Choppa makin' melodies like [?]
Ru-Run up on me crazy, lil' n*gga and get shot like [?]
I been rockin' bape, goin' ape sh*t, b*tch
I been in the A on the eight sh*t, b*tch
I been hangin' with my n*ggas, no [?]
I been in the game, while these n*ggas runnin' scrimmage
Callin' me Comethazine, n*ggas must be trippin'
Duct tape the magazine, we ain't never slippin'
I been servin' dope sh*t, Gordon in the kitchen
[Chorus: Comethazine & 870glizzy]
Wouldn't save a ho if she broke her elbow
n*gga hit my phone talkin' tough, oh hell no
First of all, n*gga, what the f*ck you yell for?
Secondly, question be, "Do you know who you yellin' at?"
Tell him that, Comethazine blew his melon back
I smoke Thrax, you inhale on the Reggie pack
Bet you probably wonder, "How does he know that?"
'Cause every time you smoke around me, I be smellin' that
Anytime he smoke around me, i'm inhalin' that
Choppa with a beam, point it right where yo' melon at
Actin' tough, better keep that sh*t for the internet
Internet boy, he ain't never been a threat though
Wouldn't save a ho if she broke her elbow
n*ggas sendin' shots but it stay over cellphones
We gon' hit the block with a whole lot of ammo
Pull up to the spot with the straps like Velcro
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