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