Lil signs Lyrics

Time is running out babe come rock with me and coupe here

Me and coupe here yeah

Trenches fams gang ain't no opps don't be stupid

Don't be stupid yeah

For we run the city on the money no shooting

No shooting yeah

Come in with your brand new style

Nothing's tasteless, nothing's tasteless yeah

Eat it hot pipe it babe let me feel it on me

Better know you fucking with a pure gang

I know your family want you with a pure saint

When you start a problem I'm watching at the end

There's so much opps lurking around then we make rare signs

Too much talk about me I'm Imagined

Cloak and dagger, nah we ain't the same yet

Soon as I say a word make a move then

Times running out babe come rock with me and coupe here

Me and coupe here yeah

Trenches fams gang ain't no opps don't be stupid

Don't be stupid yeah

For we run the city on the money no shooting

No shooting yeah

Come in with your brand new style

Nothing's tasteless, nothing's tasteless yeah

Times running out babe come rock with me and coupe here

Me and coupe here yeah

Trenches fams gang ain't no opps don't be stupid

Don't be stupid yeah

For we run the city on the money no shooting

No shooting yeah

Come in with your brand new style

Nothing tasteless, nothing tasteless yeah

Eat it hot pipe it babe let me feel it on me

Don't be stupid yeah

Stay out of these yards

It's a coupe hanging out

Yeah yeah yeah

We go hard we the rolls with the forest

Apart from all those niggas tryna troll me

Wasted life nigga shoot like Kobe

Never hide nigga, nigga show face

Cherry eyelid in the forty

What u want bitch?

Tell my brother

Now nigga screaming out of the street just to get heard

Now nigga's devils in the air for the recipe yeah

Nigga came out of the street with no curl hair

Shereasa in here being naked

We eaten them maybe keep them

If she ever play me

she play the whole gang

We go hard we the rolls with the forest

Apart from all those niggas tryna troll me

Wasted life nigga shoot like Kobe

Never hide nigga, nigga show face

Cherry eyelid in the forty

What u want bitch?

Tell my brother

Now nigga came out of the street just to get heard

Now nigga's devils in the air for the recipe yeah

Time's running out babe come Rock with me and coupe here

Me and coupe here yeah

Don't be stupid yeah