Lala Lyrics

Yeah, these racks, they a part of my truth

I stack it to the roof, I laugh at that bitch to his face, You know that boy a goof

He the man in the middle, playing both sides, can't fuck with you

And I don't even give no bucks to you, so how the fuck I'ma trust you?

This shit strictly off the muscle, nigga, headstrong

Man, you get caught up in the wrong place, you get your head blown

Slime out your potna for a bitch, you know you dead wrong

Eyes can deceive you, so don't trust em, don't get lead wrong

And I'm too turnt up up in this bitch, smoking on that exotic

Really out my fucking body, all the hate, they talk about it

Niggas swear they killers, but they ain't never seen no dead body

Outside of a casket, turn a funeral to a Glock party

Damn, I meant a block party, they still gon' shoot it up

Had to earn my stripes like fucking Marty, lil' bitch, I'm booted up

I don't go to funerals every day, but on a regular, I get suited up

His hoe be jumping set to set, I say a four, she gon' throw it up

My mindset be fucked up, I be going crazy

They got excuses for everything, they was born lazy

And they say I just be saying shit, but I'm not on no playing shit

Your potna steady doing all that talkin' get your mans hit

Bitch, I stand on all that shit I said feel played then bust a head

Been like that from the start, never had a thought of being scared

I ain't take your hoe out on a date, I took that bitch right to the bed

Bitch, I'm yeah with the yeah, bitch, I'm yeah with the yeah

Uh-huh, say come here, lil' bitch, don't run from me

She always say that I ain't shit, but on the real, she know she stuck on me

I can tell she wanna dip, I call her up, then she gon' come to me

Like, nigga, that's my bitch, you was just there to keep her company

I'm just jocin, I'm too wild, can't no nigga match my style

They swear that I'ma dog, they tryna bring me to the pound

All that woofin' in they rappin' and they copyin' my sound

Man, they lookin' just like Ronald, all these bitches is some clown

How you say you stand on business, I made you sit down

Man, you be hidin' behind the people, ain't tryna get down

Doin' all that actin, cause your potna and your bitch round

Cause by his self, that nigga quiet, he made no sound