Lost Boy ft. LU Lyrics

Ready or not its a game lets go

Killers in the car and they mind cutthroat

Never too much just 3 lets go

Tryna go see who really ten toes

When you ripped me of my cash

And set me up to die

Thank God that I'm still alive

Now I'm sending you to Christ

Its 12 past 9 we in this

Drove in the street we in this

He back at 30 past 9

So we circle the block

And tune that shit to go pop

When he pull up

Scene go hot

Body go drop

Smoke him up

Just 11 puff

No extra puff

I found you

Couple bands in my pocket its all for you

Sych bitch yeah

Who the fuck are you

Who the fuck you think you are to think i'll choose you

Ayy

With you all I do is loose

They all hate you

Talk to the crew

No one wants me out here with you

All the time I be looking a fool

Wait yeah

All my friends warned about you

Never listened to no one but you

Regret times I slided for you

Yeah bitch

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