
Stuck In Limbo Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2025
Lyrics
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
I said, bad bitch, try drank the whole bottle & almost
My nigga turned the Glock fully auto it almost
You old and mad
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
I said, bad bitch, & drank the whole bottle & almost threw up
My nigga turned the Glock fully auto, it almost blew up
You old and mad that you ain't got no pape, you should've grew up
These niggas hatin', won't say it face to face, I don't give two fucks
Why you say you in the field but you ain't got no pistol
I'm in Ohio makin' plays like I'm Donovan Mitchell
We catch a opp, it's gon' get hot, I ain't talkin' libisco
This Glock pop, gon' make him dance like he's hittin' the disco
If a nigga touch my brother, then we at his window
He think he low, give me two days, bet I have all his info
Fucked it up so many times, feel like I'm stuck in limbo
Can't even count how many times I ran it up from zero
It's crazy how I ran it up just off a couple dollars
I'm in her guts, she finna nut, I'm grippin' on her collar
Don't even jump in if you can't swim, it gets deep in that water
Play with my kin, it's R.I.P., he ain't gon' need a doctor
They hit his head, he's turnin' red, look like Larry the Lobster
Hoes in my phone won't leave me lone, too many on my roster
Dreadhead nigga with the Za, lil baby, I'm a Rasta
They ain't gon' do shit to the opps, they'd rather slime they partner
They ain't gon' do shit to the opps, but they'll slime they mans out
I know some niggas that'll call the cops before they pull that fan out
It wasn't luck, I got this guap, bitch I had this shit planned out
Try set the plot, come test yo luck, bet it's gon' be a man down
Everybody act the same, that's why nobody stand out
I made a way into the game, I ain't ask for no handouts
I had to make it out the rain, my life was full of dark clouds
Everybody got some pain that they don't never talk about
Nigga, ay-ay, it's crazy how I ran it up just off a couple dollars
I'm in her guts, she finna nut, I'm grippin' on her collar
Ay-ay, ay, I said, bad bitch, try drink the whole bottle & almost threw up
My nigga turned the Glock fully auto, it almost blew up
You old and mad that you ain't got no pape, you should've grew up
These niggas hate, won't say it face to face, Ion give two fucks
Why you say you in the field, but you ain't got no pistol
I'm in Ohio makin' plays like I'm Donovan Mitchell
We catch a opp, it's gon' get hot, I ain't talkin' libisco
This Glock pop, gon' make him dance like he's hittin' the disco
Ay-ay, ay, ay, my nigga turned the Glock fully auto, it almost blew up
You old and mad that you ain't got no pape, you should've grew up
We catch a opp, it's gon' get hot, I ain't talkin' libisco
This Glock pop, gon' make him dance like he's hittin' the disco