To The Booth ft. Real As Ever Lyrics

Okay, okay, yeah

(Do it again, do it again)

Stupid ass nigga know how the fuck I'm rocking

Uh huh, yeah, LP, LP

I dropped a bag, what you gon do?

I'm riding 5 niggas deep, you came with two

You slide the pin, I'm sliding through

You ain't on shit, you know it's LP bitch, not Drew

These niggas gassed, I pop balloons

Stop that subbing and just take it to the booth

Bitch you ain't hard, and that's the truth

That lil blicky don't mean shit if you don't shoot

Ever since I started rapping I can see the cap in all you niggas

Seen your gun on snapchat, that shit cute but ain't you pulling triggers

Yes my name Lil Paula but my streams I think they getting bigger

Creeping on these niggas, bout to pop out like my name is Tigger

If it ain't direct then you a bitch, I wanna hear you say it

Acting like you tough, if you get pressed is you gon really spray it

I call up my cousin, when he touch down he gon really lay it

Begging me for mercy, I ain't God, you better get to praying

Nigga said he crip so why the fuck this nigga throwing B's

I hate a phony nigga, think he thugging with that 19

How you get in two days, you a felon, you was telling things

LP everywhere, you can't escape me, know my name rings

I dropped a bag, what you gon do?

I'm riding 5 niggas deep, you came with two

You slide the pin, I'm sliding through

You ain't on shit, you know it's LP bitch, not Drew

These niggas gassed, I pop balloons

Stop that subbing and just take it to the booth

Bitch you ain't hard, and that's the truth

That lil blicky don't mean shit if you don't shoot

When I spin the block with Paula, my tool singing like Abdul

That hoe calling me her idol, feel like Stephen, Klay, and Jordan in her pool

Yeah I'm clutch up in that pocket, I'm about to hit that 8-ball

Feel like MJG, I chop and screw it like I'm Paul Wall

I could never trust a bitch, she giving Gunna vibes

Told her keep it thug, she wiped her nose, I knew that girl was slime

Always got a sour attitude, she suck me like a lime

Pussy wetter then some lemonade, I'm bout to slip and slide

I dropped a bag, what you gon do?

I'm riding 5 niggas deep, you came with two

You slide the pin, I'm sliding through

You ain't on shit, you know it's LP bitch, not Drew

These niggas gassed, I pop balloons

Stop that subbing and just take it to the booth

Bitch you ain't hard, and that's the truth

That lil blicky don't mean shit if you don't shoot

Niggas buying all they guns online

I seen your guns in more videos then I have shootouts like what the fuck going on?