Lnv (Radio Edit) Lyrics

I'm a sport, don't worry about how much walk I got

I'm a pool, who's talking about act

He'll half a line, I'm a four

That's a bullet hole in your brother's face

ho, that's not a sword

Niggas talking about a lot of bullshit, that's not important

Want some bullshit, what I just spent on Drake

could've bought a farm

State to state with the OJs, we call that torn

Old school, hell firmer, yeah, we call that orange

Bitch, I don't want to watch the Nils shoot

You an Air Jordan

Hutch and Gary did all my ice, you wearing Jordan

Had to tell Mike, strap it up, he a fan fucker

Big sack of rocks by my nuts, I'm a grand tourer

Toss a drink all day, then shot the cap, my ass is wet

Niggas ain't my niggas, just my son, my friend four

I got some white dope, but they want the tan more

Cold as hell cooking dope, I need a hand warmer

The other car won a hundred racks, the Lamb McQuarter

I went your ass beat by the young OG with a fan recording

When you walk into my living room, all you smell is murder

Got a bad west side, bitch, I met her at El Georges

I just found a new spot, finna take a thousand pills to Florida

Can't get no work from my Cuban friend, cause he got deported

Ten mils all out when I blow this out, I'm just sorted

And zombie follows me, a loot, drink a pint, he was not recording

Yeah, I had four hoes knocked up, but they got abortion

Send my little dogs to put the plate down, I'ma get a portion

Make some shit off the Greyhound and go buy a Porsche

Always keep it real with Kiki, but I like the Porsche

Woke up and drunk a whole pint, I died this morning

If you see me with some mics on, you can't find these jewelry

You ain't even have your mic on, my eyes recording

Don't give a fuck about my other friends, but Mike and Porty

Wintertime flew down to Miami, I ain't like the weather

Touchdown and it was kinda cool, bought a off-white sweater

Yeah, I'm getting off with the rep, but I get off white better

If I feel you don't know shit about the lean, I might stretch

So plug with the drink, when I buy it, I might not check it

Okay, the carmen go 200, I might not race

Bitch, fuck the bum, nigga, raw, now her whole life infected

I was just fucked up, my license tell it

Yeah, that was a whole picture

Fuck my socks up before I sleep, I'm a ho, nigga

Nigga getting deeper in the beef, he a ho, nigga

Only fuck with Gary when I'm buying Rolls, I'm a gold digger

Fucked a 45 on the stage, now the show canceled

Now baby daddy never shot a cat, he a ho dance

Had the city fucked up, pulled up in a whole phantom

Took off running from the state, boys, doing no better

Yeah, nigga, you ain't gotta book my shows, I'm my own manager

Nigga, ha ha, ghetto boy shit, they know what the fuck going on, it's real

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