Dead Weight
Yah
Ayo Lando I'm telling you bro, enough of this
There are too many bitches in my phone
I can't take this anymore, I'm not hitting em up no more
They taking time, they wasting my time bro, they in my way
Yo Lando I'm telling you forreal
You know what they are?
Imma tell you what they are
You what they are?
Dead weight uh
All of you bitches is dead weight
Coming with skill, man you can't hate
Poppin' the bottles, you can't shake
Pray to the lord for Gods sake
All in your face like a damn snake
Got sunglasses that spot fakes
Eat you for dinner and drop weight
Mama I'm sorry, I'm too savage
I don't say sorry, I'm too damaged
Sorry bitch, I don't do baggage
They fired me, I cant be managed
Fuckin' with bitches is plain dumb
If ya'll want money obtain some
I got connects, I'll name some
Thirty shots in that k drum uh
N*ggas say they tough, they must be Superman
They only bad, with they friends, in a group of men
This ain't no game, no Fortnite, like a shooter man
Your girl screaming out my name, ha, LandoLyrical
It's a
Moshpit, light the weed then pass it
All these haters hating, mmmhmmm thats it
No we never start shit, I'm from space, starship
Crippled n*ggas feeling it then saying ooo "thats it"
Got this ni*ggas bitches on my dick
She swallow, damn she talented
De De De head, retarded
Ha, ha, ha
This ain't no Bobby Boucher man
But Relic, a lot of people gonna be like "yo that's offensive" and shit
But we don't give a fuck
Fuckin' with me, you can get got
I used to sleep in a damn cot
Made all my money off ziplock
I do not fuck with no crip talk
All of these bitches will lick cock
I'm deathly afraid of the tick tock
Poppin' the bottles of Ciroc
These rappers blind, Matt Murdock
These rappers pussy, they bleed blood
These pussies addicts, they need mud
They always mobbin' off the drugs
Hear their music, don't see thugs
Me and Lando trap too heavy
Bumpin' metal, yea too edgy
I got chains, yea too many
Drop that shit, its too heavy
Man Lando, I'm telling you bro
I need like a new phone or a new number or something
It's just too many bitches, man
It's getting on my nerves
Ayo Lando I'm telling you bro, enough of this
There are too many bitches in my phone
I can't take this anymore, I'm not hitting em up no more
They taking time, they wasting my time bro, they in my way
Yo Lando I'm telling you forreal
You know what they are?
Imma tell you what they are
You what they are?
Dead weight uh
All of you bitches is dead weight
Coming with skill, man you can't hate
Poppin' the bottles, you can't shake
Pray to the lord for Gods sake
All in your face like a damn snake
Got sunglasses that spot fakes
Eat you for dinner and drop weight
Mama I'm sorry, I'm too savage
I don't say sorry, I'm too damaged
Sorry bitch, I don't do baggage
They fired me, I cant be managed
Fuckin' with bitches is plain dumb
If ya'll want money obtain some
I got connects, I'll name some
Thirty shots in that k drum uh
N*ggas say they tough, they must be Superman
They only bad, with they friends, in a group of men
This ain't no game, no Fortnite, like a shooter man
Your girl screaming out my name, ha, LandoLyrical
It's a
Moshpit, light the weed then pass it
All these haters hating, mmmhmmm thats it
No we never start shit, I'm from space, starship
Crippled n*ggas feeling it then saying ooo "thats it"
Got this ni*ggas bitches on my dick
She swallow, damn she talented
De De De head, retarded
Ha, ha, ha
This ain't no Bobby Boucher man
But Relic, a lot of people gonna be like "yo that's offensive" and shit
But we don't give a fuck
Fuckin' with me, you can get got
I used to sleep in a damn cot
Made all my money off ziplock
I do not fuck with no crip talk
All of these bitches will lick cock
I'm deathly afraid of the tick tock
Poppin' the bottles of Ciroc
These rappers blind, Matt Murdock
These rappers pussy, they bleed blood
These pussies addicts, they need mud
They always mobbin' off the drugs
Hear their music, don't see thugs
Me and Lando trap too heavy
Bumpin' metal, yea too edgy
I got chains, yea too many
Drop that shit, its too heavy
Man Lando, I'm telling you bro
I need like a new phone or a new number or something
It's just too many bitches, man
It's getting on my nerves
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