11: Eleven ft. L.Y. Lyrics

What up, L

It's just another moment in time for us to talk greasy again

They know what time it is

Talk to them

11-11, 11-11

The stick and the whip and the gear shift

11-11, 11-11

When you see me make a wish, bitch

11-11, 11-11

Everything was given to me from my wish list

11-11, 11-11

Every beat I body, now it's time to get rich

Cast up the whip, I'm on the road again

Make a major move, crush my opps like a soda can

See these niggas looking worried about my next move

I'm in first class, why the pilot burning jet fuel

We ain't the same, you still competing with your classmates

I'm at the terminal, pre-rolls in my bag, man

The niggas stay consistent till the cash came

Now every chick I speak to want my last name

Fuck that

Counting down, headed south in a minute

Your life fabricated, it's a gimmick

Shorter than a New York minute, I'm just here to go the distance

For the paper, not the women

The game worth more than the money, hope you listen

It's that million dollar talk, it's a lot more where that came from

You niggas lame, walking to the beat of the same drum

I made my own lane, never worry bout what they gon' say

Looking at the clock, it's double on say

11-11, 11-11

The stick and the whip and the gear shift

11-11, 11-11

When you see me make a wish, bitch

11-11, 11-11

Everything was given to me from my wish list

11-11, 11-11

Every beat I body, now it's time to get rich

If it ain't money in this talk, you get the dial tone

They don't send me features, they send shit that I can style on

Rolling up my self-guessing trucks, I got that cowl on

Or I could put this bread on your top, now you a cow zone

Blowing with the plug on the boat, we don't smoke the same

Comedians, I'm laughing to the bank, we don't joke the same

All in, trust I'm treating life like a poker game

Showing up, drinking my cup, yeah, Kurt Cobain

Breaking down trees so I can level my mental

Paid the fee up front so I can blow in the rental

I ain't gotta give them nothing if I'm wanting these women

Shit, being in my presence is the perfect incentive

Yeah, oh, I think she like me, it's something bout my posture

Your bitch got a pussy, then I bet I can pop her

Name L.Dot, but she call me Big Papa

Perforated edges, I could break her off, throb her

Yo, Captain Cappin', don't get your captain crunched

Taking pics with them blicks and then cap them once

Get capped, now you Captain Dunst

Getting calls from Fat Kyrie, like you snapping up, feel like us

11-11, 11-11

The stick and the whip, ain't the gear shift

11-11, 11-11

When you see me, make a wish, bitch

11-11, 11-11

Everything was given to me from my wish list

11-11, 11-11

Every beat, I body, now it's time to get rich

11-11, 11-11

The stick and the whip, ain't the gear shift

11-11, 11-11

When you see me, make a wish, bitch

11-11, 11-11

11-11, 11-11

11-11, 11-11

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