GLADYS KNIGHT ft. Lil Beezy Lyrics

I pour my heart out, baby, can you pass the ice

Pour that raw out, baby, can you pass the Sprite

Big body parked outside, under alley lights

Count up the cash, bumping Gladys Knight

I got a license to kill

Play with my side, he gotta die and Im'a die on that hill

New bitch, I dive in her ribs

She say she like how it feel

House in L.A., I'm getting high in the hills

I did it all with no deal

Who knew this life could be real

Who knew this life could be real

Who knew this life could be real

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Ayy, what you need? I could get it

Lil baby, I'm from Memphis

Most times I be pimpin', but if she bad, I might be simpin

Oh, man, who am I kidding

When you live like this, they all bad

Remember I couldn't get me a call back

Nowadays, I'm the one that'll fall back

Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh

I leave a bitch on read

You fuck with the guys, then don't come outside

Like rain, they'll hit your head

Yeah, I heard the shit that you said

You know it's gonna always get back to me

We a family, we more than a faculty

This for the days I was working in factories

I pour my heart out, baby, can you pass the ice

Pour that raw out, baby, can you pass the Sprite

Big body parked outside, under alley lights

Count up the cash, bumping Gladys Knight

I got a license to kill

Play with my side, he gotta die and Im'a die on that hill

New bitch, I dive in her ribs

She say she like how it feel

House in L.A., I'm getting high in the hills

I did it all with no deal

Who knew this life could be real

Who knew this life could be real

Who knew this life could be real

Who knew this life could be real

Be real

Be real

Just Be foreal

I put my bitch in Bottega Veneta

Spin on a block like Tasmanian (woah)

Spin on her block like Tasmanian devils

Diggin' this shit that I say with a shovel

If she a Barbie, I Marni her sweater

Pray to the Lord or get sent to the devil

If it's a price on my head, then I double it

If I'm in bed with her, you know I'm fuckin it

My gun, you know I'm clutchin' it

My mama first son, you know he thuggin

I get that boy gone, ain't have to push nothin' but a button

Pulled it out on her own, I didn't even unbutton it

Got new edition diamonds, Gills, Johnny

Fuck me good, get a tip, it ain't nothin' but some money

Lil Ricky my migo, you play with him if you want

We pushin' up on you like Joe Biden

I pour my heart out, baby, can you pass the ice

Pour that raw out, baby, can you pass the Sprite

Big body parked outside, under alley lights

Count up the cash, bumping Gladys Knight

I got a license to kill

Play with my side, he gotta die and Im'a die on that hill

New bitch, I dive in her ribs

She say she like how it feel

House in L.A., I'm getting high in the hills

I did it all with no deal

Who knew this life could be real