Lelo Lyrics

Yeah, uh, yeah, fuck, damn, sit down, mm, yeah, what

Jack just wanna drink

Yeah, yeah, yeah, bitch, I'm number one, check out Elo

I'm known for putting niggas in the corpse like I'm Lelo

My niggas took a gun, now you asking where yo heat go

I don't need a blunt, told a bad bitch I need a freak hoe

Up, down, left, right, huh, I'm a cheat code

I'm a fuck her and, pass it to my guy, that's the G-code

All my niggas iced up, huh, you know that we cold

I'm bored as hell smoking on a Roach, that's a week old

Anyway I'm bout' rapping about some other shit

She talking about Balenciaga, that was for the other bitch

I don't really got a problem either way, they loving it

If yo ass out on my mama, baby, then I'm touching it

What the difference does she like when I do it

Got a gun, better shoot it

Got some ass, baby, toot it

Talking money, then I'm fluent

20,000 on a Cuban

I got a bad bitch talking about my problems tell me what the fuck I'm doing

Told her I was in my head, told him I don't know it all

I wear a coat in the summer and a t-shirt in the fall

So many bad bitches in my room trying to fuck them all

Told them niggas this shit undercover, this not in the mall

I'm from the D, she from the P

Nah, Phoenix, nigga, Paris

Yeah, my bitches around the world, yeah, they trying to have a marriage

Me and you, one on one, I don't think that that's the fairest

I got hella horsepower, I'm not talking about a carriage

Niggas gay on the low like they Diddy

Why the fuck you cuff that bitch if she known by the city

No, my nigga, I mean really

Now you out here looking silly

Yeah, my bitch bad, 10 out of 10

She don't gotta use no filly

I'm so tapped in with my ex fam, I can walk in

When it comes to the money, baby, don't do talking

Bad bitches trying to fuck the gang and we all in

Got a Barbie for all of my niggas like we all Ken

Man, I need a California freak with some ass on it

And she throw it back for the guys, throw some cash on it

Baby said she wanna make a movie, throw the flash on it

Yeah, the dog tapped in with us, throw the mask on it

Bitch, I'm number one, check yo elo

I've been putting niggas in the corpse like I'm Lelo

New York to L.A., bitch, I'm balling like I'm D-Lo

Bitch, I'm booted off of E, now she asking where the E go

I got E, I got Hay in the back smoking blunts

Model bitch hella bad, I'ma probably hit her once

Rob Dyrdek, baby, I be doing all my stunts

All my niggas in the front, we communicating by grunts

Soon as a bitch, say the L word, get the boot

Yeah, my boy got PTSD, he quick to shoot

Hit your boo

She wanna pick with me, but not a pick with you

If it's up to her, it's me or you

She not picking you

Baby, why this nigga keep on calling

Baby, he irritating

I don't give a fuck what they were saying

Keep them niggas waiting

I was making music every day, nigga, no faking

Before you make $100,000, tell these bitches no caking

Bitch, I'm number one, check your ELO

I'll put a nigga in the corpse like I'm Lelo

Yeah, nigga

I need a freak hoe

Yeah, nigga

I need like three more

Yeah, nigga

Uh, yeah

New Detroit, nigga

Heartagram

Like I'm Lelo

Uh, yeah

Like I'm Lelo