Solid

[Verse 1] I got my money up These women all down As soon as I touch down in they city Man, they all coming out They love me in New York And down South They know I'm from the Westside And I stay with the loud [Chorus] Big kush, long money Bad girls, real niggas here with me Everywhere I go, you know I'm solid A1 with these girls, you know I'm solid Hunnid with my bros, you know I'm solid I guess you wouldn't know nothing 'bout it Oh, I'm solid Everywhere I go, your boy solid I guess you wouldn't know nothing 'bout it Big kush, long money Bad chicks, real niggas here with me [Verse 2] Snitching on your homies, that ain't solid Tricking, she ain't yours, that ain't solid She a minor in an Audi Wouldn't give that ass a dollar She said, "Don't you got a million dollars?" I told her "Stay up out my pocket" Stay the eff from 'round me You can miss me with that false shit You ain't drop none on this [Chorus] Big kush, long money Bad girls, real niggas here with me Everywhere I go, you know I'm solid A1 with these girls, you know I'm solid Hunnid with my bros, you know I'm solid I guess you wouldn't know nothing 'bout it Oh, I'm solid Everywhere I go, your boy solid I guess you wouldn't know nothing 'bout it Big kush, long money Bad chicks, real niggas here with me [Bridge] I got my money up These women all down And every time I touch down in they city Man, they all coming out Aye, they on the way Yeah, they on the way When they pull up, we gon' celebrate Celebrate, we gon' celebrate Hey, cause today was a good day [Chorus] Big kush, long money Bad chicks, real niggas here with me Everywhere I go, you know I'm solid A1 with these girls, you know I'm solid Hunnid with my bros, you know I'm solid I guess you wouldn't know nothing 'bout it Oh, I'm solid Everywhere I go, you know I'm solid I guess you wouldn't know nothing 'bout it [Outro] Hello? Hello? (Yeah, what's the deal, what up?) Aye, what up, what up, what up? Shit, nigga, I been calling you like three days, nigga Three days and shit, you haven't been picking up the phone, the fuck (Yeah, man, the homies took off on the police and they got us on lock down, they ran up in a nigga's field, slashed his crib, nigga fell off) Damn, you know I got you, fool They took your whole shit, though? (Yeah, they took everything, but nigga be straight You alright, though?) Yeah, I'm whatever, man, I'm doing this album shit right now, man (I miss you, man) I miss you, too, fool. What you on, though? (Man, I'm tryna hop on this album!)