Awful Lot Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, huh
Don't come in the spot if you ain't shoppin', you gotta leave
Poured a pint out, n***a tried to serve me, it wasnt clean
It's an awful lot of cough syrup in my spleen
Tell em free the snakes got slimey tricks all up my sleeves
Rockin' jesus sandals, Balenciagas with the velcro
Hit they block, n****s standin' still like a scarecrow
We turn up on Friday nights, we the cause of candle lights
Too much money in my jeans, how these b****s ain't fittin' right
Walk in my freezer, you see pints, n***a drank attic
Told my P.O., give me a test, I bet I still pass it
Shady baby, born in Augusta, I'm not no Grady baby
Your n***a ain't tough, we spank that n***a like a fuckin' baby
Percocet pill, drank shit leave a spill
Talkin' on the phones, I can't take you on no drill
Play with me, I play around with your brain, Dr. Phil
Big ole B's, I fuck with Crips, but now I'm rockin' teal
Got a back door locked don't try to come in here
Trap business ain't my block, but shit, I'm servin' here
Told the label, drop that bag, I'm talkin' my plural M's
Shoot at me and you won't die, but shit them chances slim
Pushin P, I'm pushin' P's, dot my I's and cross my T's
N****s really wanna be's, dissin me get put on T's
Thirteen thousand on the teeth, could've went to Johnny D
I ain't got no pen on me, this shit off the fuckin' T's
Don't come in the spot if you ain't shoppin', you gotta leave
Poured a pint out, n***a tried to serve me, it wasnt clean
It's an awful lot of cough syrup in my spleen
Tell em free the snakes got slimey tricks all up my sleeves
Rockin' jesus sandals, Balenciagas with the velcro
Hit they block, n****s standin' still like a scarecrow
We turn up on Friday nights, we the cause of candle lights
Too much money in my jeans, how these b****s ain't fittin' right
Walk in my freezer, you see pints, n***a drank attic
Told my P.O., give me a test, I bet I still pass it
Shady baby, born in Augusta, I'm not no Grady baby
Your n***a ain't tough, we spank that n***a like a fuckin' baby
Percocet pill, drank shit leave a spill
Talkin' on the phones, I can't take you on no drill
Play with me, I play around with your brain, Dr. Phil
Big ole B's, I fuck with Crips, but now I'm rockin' teal