LNF Lyrics

Gang, huh, huh, FGS, Kano, fuck n***a, get yo bag up, ayy, let's go, bags in

my closet like I hit a brinks, Blue really her color but I get her pink

Baby come here let me flood you with mink, I buy her some diamonds she wet as a sink

If they plottin' know I keep the glock in my briefs

Ain't in to' the talkin' let's keep this shit brief

They know where I'm from' they put shit underneath

Balencia been steppin' this shit on my feet, I can make me a G-Way before you can blink

They mad that we eat like I'm motherfuckin' feasts

Get the loads from a skunk cause this shit always stink

No Barney I purple my jeans and my drink, I'm a Scorpio baby I keep this shit p

Come fuck with me baby these racks can be free, Run up gon' squeeze split' em right down the middle

This gas comin' flavors no motherfuckin' skittles, These bitches so basic so motherfuckin' simple

These n****s be broke on they ass and pretendin', Used to catch plays in the motherfuckin' sprinter

And some days many used to be noodles for dinner, I bet this hot shit it can bake up a liver

Don't think that I'm with it come see how I'm livin'

Too many racks start to weigh down my denim

Say too many racks start to weigh down my denim

Huh,

Told lil' baby come chill, Damn she know that she need a real man

He used to get racks shit I still am

Told lil' baby come chill, Damn she know that she need a real man

He used to get racks shit I still am

Told lil' baby come fuck with me, Hop in this Wraith and make love to me

Now that I got it turn up with me

Huh, ayy

Told lil' baby come fuck with me, Hop in this Wraith and make love to me

Now that I got it turn up with me

Now I'm up, I'm a slide, I'm a G-Waggon

Many racks in my pockets, my jeans saggin

Pop a' X slow me down like the game lag

First hunnid racks gone spent it on fashion

Big body Rolls Royce can't pull backwards

Poste up in the hood smokin' green beams

Headshot turn his wig to a stream beam

Shit gone suck on this dick to my knees

Bought a coat

Get her fur get her black mink

Droppin' cash on whatever could see my stink

Ice box bought ice cus her heart hot cold

He a rat for the paper he gon' fold

Then I wipe his nose like he got a cold

Took a case from my brother I can't fold

Walk him down to some Christian

These red bottoms

If it's paper on his noggin

I'll headshot him

Turn that boy to a phantom

He danny

I gave her some racks just to get in them panties

Too cool for a bitch

That's Randy

Offensive and fly

I ain't lending

Felt asleep and woke up in a mansion

Bad bitch by my side like a companion

They all showin' me love

Let the fans in

Count it up as I do my lil' dance

Huh

Told lil' baby come chill

Damn

She know that she need a real man

Used to get racks

I still can

Huh

Ayy

Told lil' baby come fuck with me

Hop in his Wraith and make love to me

Now that I got it turned up with me

Huh