After That Lyrics by G Herbo
N**** got hit in his shit and I got rich after that
All these bitches they ain’t never get no get back for that
150 killas with me whips tinted back to back
Lambo like 50 grand then I’m getting out the ‘raq
When they shot my lil’ brother we was spinning after that
Ran up 10 hats in one Summer know we winning after that
Got us ducking undercovers, n***** bitches and they rats
Hit a n**** with his brother
After that we want another
Don’t get whacked ‘bout chit chatting and pillow talking under covers
Split his ass like Kit Kats, he get caught walking under them gutters
Half a million to the lawyers, we got patience with each other
Dead broke investigation in that station and he stutter
Hoes scandalo us I don’t trust her
Talk too fast, she got a ass and this bitch bad but I don’t love her
Got a bag but I won’t cuff her
She cant never get my time and she can’t ride with me in public
80% these hoes trash my bitch nag but she ain’t fucking
I ain’t goin’ out like no sucker, I’m in my bag, I’m in my duffle
A lot of you n***** was the ones then went out bad like David Ruffin
A lot of you n***** was my sons until I had sons and now you aint nothin’
Went to war, we let off guns I got home blood all on my brothers
N**** got hit in his shit and I got rich after that
All these bitches they ain’t never get no get back for that
150 killas with me whips tinted back to back
Lambo like 50 grand then I’m getting out the ‘raq
When they shot my lil’ brother we was spinning after that
Ran up 10 hats in one summer know we winning after that
Got us ducking undercovers, n***** bitches and they rats
Hit a n**** with his brother
After that we want another
Just for Cap we t
hrow up B’s that’s how we bleeding for my brother
And for Max we throw up C’s, ain’t none but G’s out the gutter
Ran through sacks I’m having G’s
I got that cheese like some rubber
Where I’m from ain’t none, but hustlers
Get this shit straight off the muscle
On my street ain’t none but killers
I got shooters like the Rucker
Why you think they yelling “Drench em!”
Those some shooting motherfuckers
Ask the city bout No Limit, we some shooting motherfuckers
I’m just trying to to get richer, they keep shooting motherfuckers
I was stuck in the trenches now my ice hittin’ and my life litter
Rap n***** get rich off suckin’ dick, they act just like bitches
Reason you don’t see me in no pics cause I don’t like niggas
Twinkle me, that flame from out this glick go out like light switches
N**** got hit in his shit and I got rich after that
All these bitches they ain’t never get no get back for that
150 killas with me whips tinted back to back
Lambo like 50 grand then I’m getting out the ‘raq
When they shot my lil’ brother we was spinning after that
Ran up 10 hats in one summer know we winning after that
Got us ducking undercovers, n***** bitches and they rats
Hit a n**** with his brother
After that we want another
