La Familia
Oh, oh, oh, ohhh
Uh, uh, uhh
LMC
Uh, uh, uhh
Woah, woah, woahhh
Ayy
La Familia, they ain't part of my camp, they ain't big enough
I can barely count with two hands, there like ten of us
Told me keep a small circle, boy I'm way ahead of ya
I had to rev it up, I had to get off of my ass and go level up
I didn't even notice they was talkin' bout sad songs
Fell in love with countin', I forgot to count the bread crumbs
Throw it up with some midnight riders
Got a bitch with a thick lil body
Is he ridin' with the stick, um, prolly?
If he get into a pinch, are you silent?
Yeah, he ain't bout it like I'm bout it
I can tell she got some mileage
I can't taste that pussy unless it looks like it was polished
I put drip together, I should really be a stylist
Chrome heart tags with the accent, olive
I was in my bag then I went and got a body
I was finna crash but I know that god watchin'
Put him on skates like he workin' at the sonic
I didn't feel a word like Adonis
La Familia, they ain't part of my camp, they ain't big enough
I can barely count with two hands, there like ten of us
Told me keep a small circle, boy I'm way ahead of ya
I had to rev it up, I had to get off of my ass and go level up
I didn't even notice they was talkin' bout sad songs
Fell in love with countin', I forgot to count the bread crumbs
Uh, uh, uhh
LMC
Uh, uh, uhh
Woah, woah, woahhh
Ayy
La Familia, they ain't part of my camp, they ain't big enough
I can barely count with two hands, there like ten of us
Told me keep a small circle, boy I'm way ahead of ya
I had to rev it up, I had to get off of my ass and go level up
I didn't even notice they was talkin' bout sad songs
Fell in love with countin', I forgot to count the bread crumbs
Throw it up with some midnight riders
Got a bitch with a thick lil body
Is he ridin' with the stick, um, prolly?
If he get into a pinch, are you silent?
Yeah, he ain't bout it like I'm bout it
I can tell she got some mileage
I can't taste that pussy unless it looks like it was polished
I put drip together, I should really be a stylist
Chrome heart tags with the accent, olive
I was in my bag then I went and got a body
I was finna crash but I know that god watchin'
Put him on skates like he workin' at the sonic
I didn't feel a word like Adonis
La Familia, they ain't part of my camp, they ain't big enough
I can barely count with two hands, there like ten of us
Told me keep a small circle, boy I'm way ahead of ya
I had to rev it up, I had to get off of my ass and go level up
I didn't even notice they was talkin' bout sad songs
Fell in love with countin', I forgot to count the bread crumbs
Credits
Writer(s): Liam Mcalister, Jaidyn Hullum, Mitchelll Coopee
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