Ling Ling (feat. Bris & G Man)

I'm a known shotta
Yeah, nigga, I'm a soul stopper
(Space on the Beat)
I'm a pole popper (K$hare beats)
Make that nigga drop his pole, he a pole dropper
Ayy, he a pole dropper
You ain't really Fruitridge, you ain't know Poppa
Ayy, I'm a pole popper
You ain't really Meadowview, you ain't know Flocka, ayy

I'm just tryna rob a ling ling longstocking, ayy
Pull up, pah-pah-pah, you hear that pole pop you, uh
I can't leave the scene until his soul dropping
I just lost my mind, so put me on topic
I'm just tryna rob a ling ling longstocking, ayy
Pull up, pah-pah-pah, you hear that pole pop you, uh
I can't leave the scene until his soul dropping
I just lost my mind, so put me on topic

They just shot my lil' brother, so it's time to double back
I can't fumble pack, I'm in this field, I'm playing running back
I can't stomach that, they killed my brothers, ain't no coming back
It's a drum attached, a body shot'll make his stomach fat
Ayy, what you wanna do?
Who you wanna shoot? Just make a call, you know I'm comin' through
If you come for me, it's guaranteed that I come for you
If it's love for me, it's love for you, you know it's hundred proof
I been cryin' for my brothers, they ain't here no more
If I ever catch that nigga, I'ma flip his load
If I ever get up close, fill him up with holes
Yeah, this shit is getting real, but this is how it goes
Yeah, this is how it go
If I whip out this pole, then I gotta blow
All you niggas cartoon like Geronimo
Bitch, I'm Fruitridge Blood Gang like I'm Hollygrove

I'm just tryna rob a ling ling longstocking, ayy
Pull up, pah-pah-pah, you hear that pole pop you, uh
I can't leave the scene until his soul dropping
I just lost my mind, so put me on topic
I'm just tryna rob a ling ling longstocking, ayy
Pull up, pah-pah-pah, you hear that pole pop you, uh
I can't leave the scene until his soul dropping
I just lost my mind, so put me on topic

You niggas always hidin', I'm always in the streets
I'm from that 69 Meadowview, bitch, that's where I be
Come to the side, you gotta know you better keep a glick
Baby gotta pay for my time, no, this not for the free
Damn, how you niggas be folding when it's crunch time
He ain't really living that life up in his punchline
I was that lil' nigga in school cuttin' the lunch line
I'm always tryna run up a check, ain't got no fun time
Damn, I just hit up my Asians, I need like twenty P's
Hit a stick and move and fuck around and got it for the free
Get it how you live, bitch, I'm starving, family gotta eat
Niggas ain't rich, so I ain't tryna go to sleep, ayy
We got big shit
Don't make us go hit your block and really flip shit
Heard the nigga mad 'cause he got his bitch hit
Stop lurkin' on my page, go on your bitch shit, nigga

I'm just tryna rob a ling ling longstocking, ayy
Pull up, pah-pah-pah, you hear that pole pop you, uh
I can't leave the scene until his soul dropping
I just lost my mind, so put me on topic
I'm just tryna rob a ling ling longstocking, ayy
Pull up, pah-pah-pah, you hear that pole pop you, uh
I can't leave the scene until his soul dropping
I just lost my mind, so put me on topic

Shots poppin' off, they took Lil Poppa
And they took Bub, I'm tryna catch an opper, ayy
Man, they took my brothers, we bought hella choppers
I can't leave the scene until I hit a helicopter
It's a lot of niggas speaking, half of 'em homies
Suckers thought they caught me leaking, but I had it on me
If you think that I don't keep it, you can ask the brodie
I'ma call you old man 'cause you pass the 40
Ayy, I need a million dollars
Bitch did me dirty, but gave me money, so I still'll call her
I was in the barter gettin' smarter, tryna get farther
Now I gotta think a little harder
I got a son and daughter (I got kids)
Ayy, you see that ling ling (You see that ling ling)
I been plottin' on him
You see his chain bling bling (You see it bling bling)
I can tell that he got it
he in that bing bing (He in that big body)
In all black, we took his chain
That's a clean scene (I ain't see nobody)

I'm just tryna rob a ling ling longstocking, ayy
Pull up, pah-pah-pah, you hear that pole pop you, uh
I can't leave the scene until his soul dropping
I just lost my mind, so put me on topic



Credits
Writer(s): Kevin Shara, Bris Bris
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