Whole Lotta L's
Whole lotta L's
For real
Shiesty ass niggas
Tryn hit em a lick on em deals
For real
Dropped half a band on sum soft
And it wasn't even sealed
For real
Straight arm n hammer
That shit got a bull
Fuming still
For real
Once I cross you off you finished kapesh
It ain't bout some soft
It ain't even beef
I ain't shoot a call boy don't even speak
Get smoked like sum strong
Cuz niggas too weak
I won't hit that sack
Till mission complete
I know where you at
And I'm down to meet
Gon get you a strap
Or concede defeat
Don't care if you up
Cuz you finna sleep
Whole lotta L's
For real
Shiesty ass niggas
Tryn hit em a lick on em deals
For real
Dropped half a band on sum soft
N it wasn't even sealed
For real
Straight arm n hammer
That shit got a bull
Fuming still
For real yuh
If the topic Ls
Then I'm lighting em
Trynna take from me
then I'm striking him
Really raising hell
They don't like it hu
Gon and let it be
Y'all can't tell me nun
Whole lotta tears
From my momma
Cuz lately
Ain't been nun
But drama
Be damned if
Ain't touch a hunna
Cuz in me ain't nun but hunger
And I'm fuckin famished bish
YNMTfuckingU
You're Not Meant To Understand
This shit
If the issue revolving round bread best believe that I'm handling it
When they speaking on burr it ain't truth
If they say he ain't stamped ya dig
In em streets my credit so a1
Every cent
Yeah I'm good for it
Whole lotta loses
Ain't shit when ya mental on boss shit
Quick to deposit
Cuz change it be coming round often
But now I'm getting exhausted
Cuz niggas just love double crossing
No other option
Grind hard till that ass in a coffin
Whole lotta L's
For real
Shiesty ass niggas
Tryn hit em a lick on em deals
For real
Dropped half a band on some soft
And it wasn't even sealed
Straight arm n hammer
That shit got a bull
Fuming still
Copped me some raw
It was Tylenol
Be the main reason I cant even
Fuck with y'all
Heard you was broke
I been there
That's unlucky dawg
Should just asked for some help
Woulda had you bruh
But you hit the stain and
Told me some thangs
That were untrue
Now Guess what tf
I gotta do
Boy I ain't playing
Pull up with that mfin flame
You know what it mfin do
For real
Shiesty ass niggas
Tryn hit em a lick on em deals
For real
Dropped half a band on sum soft
And it wasn't even sealed
For real
Straight arm n hammer
That shit got a bull
Fuming still
For real
Once I cross you off you finished kapesh
It ain't bout some soft
It ain't even beef
I ain't shoot a call boy don't even speak
Get smoked like sum strong
Cuz niggas too weak
I won't hit that sack
Till mission complete
I know where you at
And I'm down to meet
Gon get you a strap
Or concede defeat
Don't care if you up
Cuz you finna sleep
Whole lotta L's
For real
Shiesty ass niggas
Tryn hit em a lick on em deals
For real
Dropped half a band on sum soft
N it wasn't even sealed
For real
Straight arm n hammer
That shit got a bull
Fuming still
For real yuh
If the topic Ls
Then I'm lighting em
Trynna take from me
then I'm striking him
Really raising hell
They don't like it hu
Gon and let it be
Y'all can't tell me nun
Whole lotta tears
From my momma
Cuz lately
Ain't been nun
But drama
Be damned if
Ain't touch a hunna
Cuz in me ain't nun but hunger
And I'm fuckin famished bish
YNMTfuckingU
You're Not Meant To Understand
This shit
If the issue revolving round bread best believe that I'm handling it
When they speaking on burr it ain't truth
If they say he ain't stamped ya dig
In em streets my credit so a1
Every cent
Yeah I'm good for it
Whole lotta loses
Ain't shit when ya mental on boss shit
Quick to deposit
Cuz change it be coming round often
But now I'm getting exhausted
Cuz niggas just love double crossing
No other option
Grind hard till that ass in a coffin
Whole lotta L's
For real
Shiesty ass niggas
Tryn hit em a lick on em deals
For real
Dropped half a band on some soft
And it wasn't even sealed
Straight arm n hammer
That shit got a bull
Fuming still
Copped me some raw
It was Tylenol
Be the main reason I cant even
Fuck with y'all
Heard you was broke
I been there
That's unlucky dawg
Should just asked for some help
Woulda had you bruh
But you hit the stain and
Told me some thangs
That were untrue
Now Guess what tf
I gotta do
Boy I ain't playing
Pull up with that mfin flame
You know what it mfin do
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Writer(s): Jonathan Mundell
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