Lace it up ft. Syklon 208 Lyrics

I call her up, she hit the button

Ain't no frontin, is we fuckin

Bitch you bugging don't lead a nigga on

Put it on a nigga strong, show a nigga something

Girl you fire, I feel the fever

Heater heater, Mister meter

Cleaver with a teacher feature

Ooh ooh who is you I'm finna do ya in the booth

I got the smoke too I'm bout to smoke you

Tell me what you want I'll give you what you need

I got the Percy's on deck ooh wee

Fuckin saying that it fucked me freaked me so good

I pop a addy drop the addy I'ma slide with that good good

Herbal essence and a backwood Maryjane my main thang

My slang change when she in range

I be shooting at a target like I'm in a gun range

If it's seen ain't a damn thing gone change

So lace it up fill that blunt

Hash cash in the back fill it up

So lace it up fill that blunt

Hash cash in the back fill it up

So lace it up fill that blunt

Hash cash in the back fill it up

So lace it up fill that blunt

Hash cash in the back fill it up

Folks gone off some different shit

Beefing and fightin over a stupid bitch

I just did a hit it and dip

I ain't tripping on it, I be pimpin on it

Look at these clean fleece, I be steppin honest

The blunt make a nigga feel flawless

That's right this nigga right here he feeling flawless

Check the paw prints not a dirty dog but is she flirting though

I'm a flirt though so Ima murder hoes

She gotta roll those back woods

Looking like a blunt with a gut or a pregnant hoe

But I don't want none of those

Bitch. Bitch. We don't love you hoes

We lace it up though

So lace it up fill that blunt

Hash cash in the back fill it up

So lace it up fill that blunt

Hash cash in the back fill it up

So lace it up fill that blunt

Hash cash in the back fill it up

So lace it up fill that blunt

Hash cash in the back fill it up

Here we go boutta hit em with a killer flow

Better know that fools Syko is still a Loc

And you know that vatos still down to fuckin poke

Any motha fucker thinkin that he gone step and I'ma choke

Well fuck that you know that we get it poppin

All these bitches steppin up and we got all these panties droppin

Now they know that I be poppin and they all tryina cop it

And you know I be that motha fucker tellin them to stop it

We keep it pimpin and limpin up on these bitches

Motha fuckers thinking that they bad then they just turn to snitches

Always switchin on the homies, but we never been bout that shit

And you know my homies be down with this rap click

One three VLG coming from the double C

Motha fuckers thinking that they bad but they don't trouble me

I just spit this shit off the top of the done

Better know moths fucker it's that ese Syklon

We laced up J-Dubb and the Syklon

Yeah we laced to hanging you lames up

We never gone change up still keeping that thang tucked

Simon we laced up

Don't forget you kickin it wit J-Dubb we up in the muck if you comin up

Watch out bout to get stuck, laced up