LPAG.6 Lyrics

Aye

Bet they wont go and foul me again

Knowing it get sweaty bet they gon throw the towel again

Had to subtract a couple niggas I'm at it again

Peacing up with snakes most likely it rattle again

Anxiety depression on my mind its that battle again

Almost let the devil get my soul it wont happen again

I was in the swamp with the pole like a nigga fishing

I was tryna come up with a plan they ain't fucking listen

I was with you riding in that car with that finger itching

I was tryna show a nigga love they was fucking dissin

Nigga listen

I gives no fucks bout cheat codes

Lease cars

We got tow trucks for repos

Real one

All you clowns they can keep those

Trap star

My bro prices can beat those

Zoe nigga

My bitch from puerto rico

Gangbang

Don't get caught in that rico

Fuck nigga

You act like bitches no wonder they saying fuck niggas

Pull your panties up pussy

Nigga you don't want that

See a nigga running with the mop better anti up

Pussy

I was just a rugrat

Helping grown men with the hits this a hammy up

Real shit

I was staying in my lane they forced my hand that's when I flipped to get back gang

I work so hard so much I seen a six pack came

I stayed toes while you was having big mac fame

Haa

But I've been having better luck

Niggas pocket watching wonder why they never up

Niggas teaming up meanwhile I rather cut

Hard to tell who real when niggas faker than a butt

Look

Hating and you broke nigga how that work

You got a dub to your name don't buy that perk

If she never came and see you don't fly out first

These niggas thirsty for the pussy they gon die out first

To take a seat at the table gotta try out first

If it cost to be the boss well ima buy that first

Big liu from the irv

And you know I speak the crenglish with the words

Nah wait

I do a wise guy different

This clip a leave em stuck I think his wifi trippin

Hit em in his left and leave his right side twitchin

You ain't bout to spin so why you online bitchin

I told a hoe I ain't with that

Here's a bob marley weed grabba and a tic tac

Had to cut her off so she tried to say my dick whack

I still slap buns this is how you eat a

Uh what

Niggas talking bout practices

Balling once a season they be praying that they taxes hit

I ain't in designer but I could give you a fashion tip

Better wear a helmet cause this beam aiming in back of it

I was taking Ls I learned my lesson

What's the point of having motion when you got no direction

See you tryna blow pass bro its no progression

You be fucking low class hoes with no protection

What

No serious no riddle me this

Talking to these hoes like they helped or giving me shit

What

But you gon get what you looking for

Like how

Live at the corner store

Burning down couple dumb floors

How you own the land but you answer to slum lords

Man I don't even wanna rap no more

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