Linkz Davinci

Ha
Extraordinary, uh
Linkz Boogie... what
Smoking big joints to the face, thats just how i live my life man
You already! yo
Bottle of Moet... Pop that

I put it simply, you n wimpy, you can't f with Linkz DaVinci
The bars i spit be minty
So don't be walking in the spot like "You know the vibes"
When we know its you that told the lies, you'll get pulverized
The guns we bring will be oversized
I'm well connected and you don't got ties
You about to die n close your eyes
I roll the dice, it's a triple six, uh
Rap could get you cripple quick, uh
Throwing subs dog, you think you slick
Go and hustle n flip a brick, uh
All my goons they be with the s
Yea, Count it up then i hit the piff
Ya mon! My joint burn in slow mo'
I move on the low low and hide from the po-po
Uh, Don't talk what you don't know
Down to your level? that's where i won't go

(Big facts... F out of here
Uh, you ain't never around huh?
Psh, That's funny)

Get angry then i'll roast you
They tell me "Mikey chill man, stop cursing 'round the children"
But i'm about to kill him, thats what you get for stealing
I work too hard for mine and i got it all dog i even got your boss in line
Im Indie and i'm killing it, you motha' f forced to rhyme
I'm having so much fun with this right here i even lost the time
Dog you try to cross the line? i'll clap you then i'll toss the 9
Make it very hard to find but on another note
Linkz Boogie flow like butter though, and i get the bread like a butter roll
Them cats from the gutter know
This year nothing free, Push P's The Company
Chicks wanna jump on me, got the work for a purchase fee
And its affordable, on the go, portable
Switch it up like an audible, come back i got more for you
But wait right there, i'ma go bro
Gimme a minute because my weed burn in slow mo

Ha
We out chea
Doing what i do
Uh Huh
2019... It's that time motha' f
Back to the future
All types of s going on out here man
Pray for me man, For real



Credits
Writer(s): Michael Taveras
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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