lade to lade Lyrics

I'm making ya say that

Go way back

Get a reaction from me it's called payback

too many heads close the gates sit in maybach

If u not here for the records stay laid back

Fire like Zuko made water like Korra

Team on my back put Appa in a 2 door

What did he say?

Is he tryna be rude or

Run it up make a play then hit the moonwalk

Crazy I ain't get my flowers like goddamn

I wanna bug out but y'all give me no chance

Whenever I write a tuff verse I get so amped

Movie like HBO doing the most max

Lade to the lade to the lade to the lade

What's my excuse for always running late

Must be getting paid or must be getting face

It's just comma activity know that they sick of me

Someone tell me when they ready

Nobody got bars they ain't getting ahead of me

22 spitting out deuce deuce

She cool but she flat as a broom broom

JG JG they play me

Say cheese

We make it daily

8 deep

Me, gang, and ladies

Me vs your favorite artist

I just be like who dat?

Fuck the numbers I beat him in bars and in swag

Bitch I really was you before you

I called that

Bitch we really could throw you a fool

Gimme strap

I feel like 21 double deuce in my lap

You know how I'm coming you know I ain't running

So what's to stop me from just upping and brushing?

NOTHING

Change up the subject

Ain't with me when down so now I gotta up it

Someone tell me when they pull up

Got men in a spliff cuz I just ran a roll up (hold up)

You think I do this shit sober?

I'm really a student

I feel like im Mozart

Think u big we feast on you boys for breakfast

another one off the checklist

I don't fear nothing these words are my message

Do this for fun I don't care when my check hit

Yeah that's right

She want pipe imma feed her for one night

Ain't for life so I beat it and fuck right

My bad cuz I only made you cum twice

It's aight cuz we running a round 2

After that I will not be around you

She loving the way that I sound too

Like it better when I put it down that's true

been told you they not ready

These rappers is food and I'm looking for groceries

I count up it like a notary

Fuck with the numbers then put on a show for me

With you she vanilla, it's different, she turn to a freak when she stay where the bosses be

Bitch we run this shit like monopoly

stacking up properties

no ain't no stopping me

Fuck the numbers I beat him in bars and in swag

Bitch I really was you before you

I called that

Bitch we really could throw you a fool

Gimme strap

I feel like 21 double deuce in my lap

You know how I'm coming

You know I ain't running

So what's to stop me from just upping and brushing?

NOTHING

Change up the subject

Ain't with me when down so now I gotta up it

Bitch I'm the one only fluent in checks

Your bank account must make you feel like a wreck

I been on this shit moving sturdy no fret

Yo p's getting taxed then it's onto the next

I'm into bread more than I'm into sex

I like her face but it's really just neck

I only count franklins and blessings

Don't come to my section unless you with some 10s

Yeah that's right

She want pipe imma feed her for one night

Aint for life so I beat it and fuck right

My bad cuz I only made you cum twice

Lade to the lade to the lade to the lade

What's my excuse for always running late

Must be getting paid or must be getting face

It's just comma activity I know that they sick of me