Live Light

Yeah
Let's go
Let's go
Esketit

That thing go (Uh)
Keep it tucked in case a nigga wanna rush (Bow bow)
Off this pineapple crush
Bullets fill a nigga up (Fill a nigga up)
C-C-Call my glock a barber 'cause it finna line you up (Aye, yuh)
I live light just in case this shit get tough
And they say I can't trap no more, but a nigga must (Okay, yuh)
Come and get yo hoe, she fucked me for my brunch (She ducked me for my brunch)
3300 nigga can't be touched (I can't be touched)
I live light just in case this shit get tough (This shit get tough)

Claim you a gangster, (Huh) I'm calling yo bluff
Bitch a Build A-Bear, she finna get stuffed (Aye, yuh)
I took his charm now that nigga outta luck (Aye, yuh)
To Milwaukee now I'm posted with the bucks (Posted with the bucks)
Aye, man these niggas be some hoes (These niggas be some hoes)
Same ones dissing out here tryna call me bro (I'm not your bro)
Yuh, we let that .44 go (Gang)
Hop out that four door (Gang)
We finna let it blow (Gang, Gang)

3300 nigga can't touched
I live light just in case this shit get tough



Credits
Writer(s): Elijah Tarpeh
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