LLC Lyrics

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New whip, cost 100 grand

Put it on my LLC and then i hit my shmoney' dance

Since like 16 i've been the man, making rubber bands

Wonder man, come down in a flash i do what thunder can't

Aye

And i put that on my mother

Grew up with a sis I ain't never had no brother

All my homies all dawgs, cut smooth like some butter aye

Yeah and once I find the one, there can't ever be no other aye

Yeah, i like them loyal as a bitch

Yeah no party type of girl I like a bitch that stack they chips

Type of girl put on some d-e-v and start moving they hips

Okay she be fucking wit me bet so i'm just locked in at her lips

Aye gang, hope you knowing this won't be the same gang

Aye mane, she gon' switch up on you change your lane gang

Chain swang, on the mic they say i spit that pain mane

I'll leave a legacy, I'm grinding til they know the name gang aye

Boiling Haught forget the pressure

Since what's her name done did me wrong all my fits been getting fresher

What's the album never better

Gucci sweater, tat with letters

If I want her imma' get her

Looking down, her pussy wetter

We at the mall, we got some new shoes

Jordan Ones high tops, the ones that look like Blues Clues

OG hit my line, he spit some heat but he got loose screws

Tryna run the ones with Willy Wonka brotha you loose

Zero on me like i'm Jayson Tatum keep that deuce deuce

And all of sudden people walking in my life like who you?

Oh you're such and such, I don't care no more just pass the dutch

They say i lost my touch, but I ain't tripping cause you know I'm clutch

Move a certain it fuck your motion up

And i can't say the same, but you can't open up

Bitch I got a blunt, got a bottle pour it up

Lotta people hated on me came around i'm soaring up

We be out in cape, but for real i'm from the Beantown

On the court just like Celtics, shoot my shot it turn to Greentown

We remember we was down, couldn't eat afford to eat out

Now I ride around in that Kia with my feet out

Did that shit again, never once I signed a fucking deal

Shoot the shit like Bradley Beal

Jason kidd I get to steal

My girl she ain't a racer, but we flying we she got the wheel

Sip my drank, got my chaser

I can't believe this shit is real

Uh

New whip, cost 100 grand

Put it on my LLC and then i hit my shmoney' dance

Since like 16 i've been the man, making rubber bands

Wonder man, come down in a flash i do what thunder can't

Aye

And i put that on my mother

Grew up with a sis I ain't never had no brother

All my homies all dawgs, cut smooth like some butter aye

Yeah and once I find the one, there can't ever be no other aye