LaLa Land Lyrics

Come here

One, two, three

Rage

Yeah, tell us your plans, send us a love

Push up, new, makin' it happen

I'm slidin' with Mack, I know he gon' do it

Mind know that my brotha gon' wack it

Hop out the track, I'm chasin' him

Down to 10-one, and I bet I'll smack something

You watchin' the time, I know it's a go

I know that my shooter gon' tap somethin

Boy, you as a bitch, don't hop in this car

If you ain't even ready to go

Doggafee, and I see me, and I walk up

Like I want all the smoke

I'm hangin' with Slimes, I know they gon' give him

See me, I'll snipe him the most

Checkin' on homies, we smokin' his ass

Lil' bro too tough, he died off a joke

Why's he playin

Jump out the whip, 16, I blew my heat

The opps so sad, we shoot at they ass

They duck shit, use they feet

With bro, niggas know how it go

I see me, a nigga, I'm blowin' my glee

We so high in the city, lil' nigga, give it up

Niggas don't wanna compete

The drop right here, we gon' go left

First one out, lil' nigga, get stretched

I'm out that bitch, I'm swingin' this button

If I catch me a nigga, he goin' up next

Fuck that bitch, I don't want no sex

When I'm talkin' to scat, let's hope don't wreck

I know a nigga got hittin' his checks

When they dump that torch, got hit in his neck

Get on the floor, we swingin' some back

I'm out that window, tryna make some checks

223, man, they work the best

762, lil' nigga, fresh

Brunchhawk got me, just caught my phone

Geeked up, man, he just snatched the check

Brunchhawk got me, just caught my phone

Geeked up, man, he just snatched the

I ain't swingin' this bitch, bro, we goin' two times

Don't come out, don't shoot through the blinds

Slimes nigga check, got hit in his spine

He think with his dick on, I'm sendin' lil' dime

Bad lil' bitch can't waste no time

I'm stoppin' to write if they gettin' behind

He talk too much and I blow out his mind

Tryna see what he on, can't fuck with the vibe

Everybody think this is sweet, put the bling to yo' face

Heard a bro tryna run and his ass got chasin

I don't even know what bro wanna bring

But I know I'ma bring ten million on the motherfuckin' Drake

Bro tryna hide where the fuck's yo' face

Can't say no nigga, I ain't wearin' no cape

Last nigga disheartened, chunky-ass diamond

His fat ass couldn't even jump that gate

Ha, fuck out of the Aussie, but a one-word wish

Popped out the cut, tryna slide where he live

Tryna shoot broad, I ain't tryna shoot crits

Dumbass boy keep talkin' bout kids

Fuck what you sayin, boy, it is what it is

Send me a drop, then you know how I slick

Got spanked with the belt, tryna smoke with some mids

Don't hang with the freaks, that's how we get low

Speaking on Jay, that's how you get smoked

Ain't comin' with Yak, I'm droppin' a boat

Catch me outside with the blick in my coat

I know he was here, he was holdin' his throat

Tryna duck his face, that make me throat

Dump in the clip, man, I quickly reload

Drop in the 50, I'm sendin' some up