Net Worth

[Intro: Sheek Louch] Lox (L.O.X.) It's gon' be the anthem right here Yo [Verse 1: Sheek Louch & (Jadakiss)] You see my net worth I got rich, nigga You hear 'em hatin' on me Fuck the bitch nigga And your bitch too We don't ran through And your niggas that feel the same fuck them too I let the weed burn I let my yacht pull Another 500 mil on the lox tour (HA-HA) [Verse 2: Jadakiss] I be Supreme'd out I rock Off-White Not go for whole thing That's on a off night I know that we good Long as I cough right I live a boss life I keep the Porsche white Then go to war right You need foresight You need paper and artillery of all type To reach L.O.X You need more stripes You ain't nice yet You just all hype (wassup) [Verse 3: Styles P] You see my net worth They move off white I beat g star down shoot you on site I beat dumb high My niggas dumb nice But when I hear what these hundred shots drum like (go ahead) Let the weed burn Let the dab rip My nigga shoot I shoot again like it's a adlib I don't like the way you may you head to that crib He ain't never had no money on them bad bitch [Verse 4: Sheek Louch] Stop frontin' nigga and do something You gon' have somebody close to me shoot something Got the beam on and the clip long I'm just sayin' Nah, I ain't the nigga you should to swing on I'm gettin' money nigga That's what I'm born to do So even if you hate on me I won't notice you Bitch how old are you Stop bragging about your purse and your weave and put your fuckin' kids first [Verse 5: Jadakiss] 20 years plus A nigga still hype This ain't a EP This is real lox You had a fake trap I had a real block I made a lot of money Some of it I still got I'm on some grown shit Nigga I own shit Too many witnesses so I don't use the chrome shit Man to man can't you see I'm in the zone bitch I don't wanna be bothered leave me alone bitch [Verse 6: Styles P] I'm on a one two I'm about my funds too I'm on my John Wick shit You know that gun fu I'm not leg day, wrong one to lunge to I'm not the kitchen sink, wrong one to sponge to I'm like Sun-Tzu You're like my son too If I pull this hammer up Where you gon' run to S dot P dot from L dot O dot X dot Fuck all these rappers, give 'em a head shot