Long Legs
Boogie, she dropped lots of G
At this night she's on me
Hard work always pays back me
Long legs, she slides
Sorry, girl, you are not my type
1,80 if she's on heels
0,80 if she likes me
Sorry, babe, it's a war, babe
Ain't need your calls, ay
I'm starting slow but moving fast, mate
Can call me drone, ay
I throw the feelings that I hold there
Drake copied flow there
You cannot catch me, I'm the Lightning
You are Chick Hicks, stop
(Stop, stop)
Baby, if you wanna stay with me
Show me some talents that you think I must see
(Let's go, let's go, let's go)
I ain't rate you dance moves, cuz it's easy to repeat
Show me some skills that no one before have seen
(No one, no one, no one)
Long legs, she slides
Sorry girl, you are not my type
1,80 if she's on heels
0,80 if she likes me
Sorry, baby, it's a road, babe
I cannot fold, ay
You cannot compete with this flow, ay
Your flow is broke, ay
I dropped some babies in that hoe, ay
NLE Choppa's school, ay
That chain on me it freezes so much
So fresh, so clean, ay
(Ay, ay, ay)
Got checks here, I'm gazed
That's the war for respect
Not mother tongue, bitch, but it's easy to trap
Ain't gotta step back, though I heard you talking
But I hear your talks from behind, you're the last
I'm takin' my emos and toes this shit out
I'm takin' my demons, and let them all shout
I'm peekin' with awp, you're broke you got scout
Got all that you own and you dreamt about
(Yessir)
At this night she's on me
Hard work always pays back me
Long legs, she slides
Sorry, girl, you are not my type
1,80 if she's on heels
0,80 if she likes me
Sorry, babe, it's a war, babe
Ain't need your calls, ay
I'm starting slow but moving fast, mate
Can call me drone, ay
I throw the feelings that I hold there
Drake copied flow there
You cannot catch me, I'm the Lightning
You are Chick Hicks, stop
(Stop, stop)
Baby, if you wanna stay with me
Show me some talents that you think I must see
(Let's go, let's go, let's go)
I ain't rate you dance moves, cuz it's easy to repeat
Show me some skills that no one before have seen
(No one, no one, no one)
Long legs, she slides
Sorry girl, you are not my type
1,80 if she's on heels
0,80 if she likes me
Sorry, baby, it's a road, babe
I cannot fold, ay
You cannot compete with this flow, ay
Your flow is broke, ay
I dropped some babies in that hoe, ay
NLE Choppa's school, ay
That chain on me it freezes so much
So fresh, so clean, ay
(Ay, ay, ay)
Got checks here, I'm gazed
That's the war for respect
Not mother tongue, bitch, but it's easy to trap
Ain't gotta step back, though I heard you talking
But I hear your talks from behind, you're the last
I'm takin' my emos and toes this shit out
I'm takin' my demons, and let them all shout
I'm peekin' with awp, you're broke you got scout
Got all that you own and you dreamt about
(Yessir)
Credits
Writer(s): Aleksey Eremin
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