SOLID

歌詞

Solid - Ty Dolla $ign,Babyface

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

（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!）