LM$ Lyrics

Bobbys Interlude

Smart Ringing

One Zoji calling

Yeah we rolling

We paper chasing

Gotta Flip the bag

Shawty wanna lick it Buh

I'm cold Shawty

Too chilli Shawty

Prolly Wok in The Maid

Tryna cuff it yeah

Tryna cuff it uh... cuff it!

Parked by the mall

Yeah we Rolling

Yeah we wokin'

Yeah we Leanin

Woke up throat so Ashy man I feel kind of Diseased (Ah ye)

Packed up couple G's but rolled 'em just to fly my wings

My flow 187 when I spit it's murder Scenes (Brrrt)

All the Opps can Jump on Sense (Uwow)

Caution! Yellow Tape on (Stay Back)

You bet I'm floating right

Got this beat banging their system

Now they thing I'm dynamite

So much ash I lost my tray

But mama said I'll be alright

Got Real ties from backer Days

So all my kids gone be alright

She call me phone I'm not home

Babes I gotta stack my racks

Pussy boys all along

Think I don't know that They meow

In the streets late at night

I keep finding better ways

Nigga keeps on grinding

Ain't receiving jack on sliver plates

Wo, wo, woke up throat so Ashy man I feel kind of Diseased

Poured about an ounce my Double cup ain't looking clean

Dirty as a rag you

Dust your feet before

You're in

It's raining so it's muddy

But you know I do it clean!

Per, per, per, per, Perceive the violence

But don't keep it silent

Like your girl doing mileage

Don't be a creeper

Like one in the closet

Chilling for Darkness

Adjusting your mirrors but y'all can not see

It's success spelt backwards like ambulance Shit!

I'm bolling and Grinding

Ain't regular shit

I'm Doing it major ain't talking bout steez!!

Now I keep on placing bets

When the gambo get to real

I'm the tenant pay my rent

If she acting like a bitch

I might Just leave her the vet

When I'm off the Bean

That's the only time I'm gone reply

In Luh with Mary Jane she call my name I'm out no lie

Our chemistry goes back December 1999

Free the streets haaa

You prolly gonna have to Hit repeat

Bars to strong like kai I'm taking

Bodybuilder fit

Merc all types of beat

And Now they calling a retreat

I won't leave this my sit

If you want go throw a Fit

Dare waste my time I'm gone have to hit you with Tha sheee

Dump your body in the Shee

Who wants next?

Got Bars on Blast yeah

Excellent

Aah

I'm the last man standing

Fufu typa living ain't the shit I'm gon take pride I

Snap your fingers when you see me

Then make a wish coz I'm a shooting star

But still the Vilain fuck a billion chase a Trillion!