NEIGHBORHOOD SUPPLIER

(FreshDuzIt)

Yeah, yeah

[Verse 1: Justin Rarri]

Tell the hoe I’m too raw

Brodie got tight 'cause a nigga like me pipe his stepsister

Nigga get the **** off

You cannot walk in my section 'cause I am a big stepper

Never ran by a boss

I never had a job, I don't know how to use Swiffers

And I don't say miss, and I got them blicks for gorillas (For Gorillas)

Bitch, I put the B in beast mode, and without it I'd still be in east mode

You can catch me all over the east coast

****ing 'round, having bitches on me, ho

Mixing up the Quavo, no Migos

No disrespect to the Migos

Got Chanel-y, I know you can see, ho

Got them foreign bitches, they illegal

Had to jugg all through the hood

You ain't ****ing with me, understood bitch?

I been staying the racks as I should, bitch

Whipping up like I'm Pablo, no Hoodrich

I'ma treat her like a dog, I don't bullshit

Been here before, I does this

I got them ounces, whatever you wanted, nigga, hundred pounds of the good shit

[Chorus: Justin Rarri & Stunna 4 Vegas]

Neighborhood supplier, uh, Michael Myers

Smoke, you get hired

And they say he a killer, bring him home, I'ma hire

Bitch, I'm a boss, I let you have it

I'ma **** up your lungs, I cause damage (4X)

They wanna come back like they drug addicts

Neighborhood supplier, uh, Michael Myers

Smoke, you get hired

And they say he a killer, bring him home, I'ma hire

Bitch, I'm a boss, I let you have it

I'ma **** up your lungs, I cause damage

They wanna come back like they drug addicts

[Verse 2: Stunna 4 Vegas]

Bitch, I'm a boss, I get you off

I get to lettin' that glizzy off

Put cake on his head if he piss me off

Ayy, I'm really tryna get rid of y'all (Okay)

I'm the party, they know I set it off

I really live what I be telling y'all

Can't nobody do it better, dawg

Walk in arenas, I ain't playin' basketball

I think I'm Michael Myers, somebody dying (Bah-bah-bah)

Bullets flying, talk out his top, take off his mind

Bust the face, can't tell the time

Bust in her face, tell her she mine

Bro bust the K, won't drop a dime

I went and bought more fire when I signed

But I brought 'em back to the hood

Yeah, you know I'm still in the hood, bitch

That one-way 'bout gunplay, or you can come get you some good shit

We gangbang, I'm 9 Trey but my nigga big Crip

Stick talk, them shits speak

I send a blitz and get a nigga whip flipped

[Chorus: Justin Rarri]

Neighborhood supplier, uh, Michael Myers

Smoke, you get hired

And they say he a killer, bring him home, I'ma hire

Bitch, I'm a boss, I let you have it

I'ma **** up your lungs, I cause damage

They wanna come back like they drug addicts