Luh Bron Lyrics

Yuh, yuh, uh, yuh, uh, uh, uh, uh, yuh, ha, yuh, uh

Told that bitch to slay, she doin' her thing I'm coppin' this drip, I cannot buy you no ring

If I spin on that block, I'ma let it rain Cannot fuck with her, bro, she not movin' the same

He thinking he put that shit on, uh, that swag hella plain

I'm fuckin' this bitch, she givin' me goosebumps, I ain't talkin' Laflame

I'm dunkin' on niggas, they callin' me LeBron, I ain't talkin' no James

Everything that we doin', we doin' it hardcore, we ain't playin' no games

I moving like Manny, with the toolbox, that shit come in handy

I'm fuckin' with one hoe, she a freak thot, tryna take off her panties

We gonna spin his block, we can't find him, then we shoot at his granny

I stay with that Pack on, not the only reason that I'm rockin' this Fanny

Fanny, I'm hopin' that you understand me

I'm on in my Birkin, feelin' like T.J., thinkin' that she need a Plan B

Girl, I'm tryna lay low, all these opp hoes' tryna strawberry jam me

She ain't fuck with me last year, but I'm up now, and now she tryna jam me

I'm too fire on beats boy I'm Fuego, pour me some wock in that Blueberry Faygo

100 some shooters that stay on that payroll, I'ma go fuck on that bitch if she say so

It's crazy, y'all niggas be down bad, burnin' pockets, y'all niggas is so sad

Cannot front, bro, I really be so glad, that I'm makin' y'all lil' niggas so mad

So mad, so mad, so mad, so mad, yeah, yeah, so mad, so mad, haha