Lambo Truck

Yeah
Lyons baby
You know what it is
Back again
Loumi you
Loumi you did it again
Aye
They want war? we gon' give em war
They want smoke? we gon' give em more
You know I'm talm bout
Yeah
ATL

Pull out the lambo truck big chillin
I keep it tucked if a man go villain
Weed got her stuck and up in the ceiling
They got to duck when we get to drilling
They say its luck that we get the mills and
She love to suck man the money revealing
We going up and this is the feeling
I switch the flow now my sound reinvented

I tell the bish don't bend it and she bend it now
I done made my family rich times seven now
They used to tell me love you man don't let me down
I always knew this how it feel when I get the crown
I done danced with my demons till I slept 'em out
7 Forty fizzi with the 740 credit now
Like I don't need no damn help
Boy why you always so damn busy with ya hands out
Shit was dark and cold but I really took the damn route
Now I look the damn part nigga how it panned out
I could bring the bands out
Yeah we got drummers
Bring the heat back it's still summer
Got the heat packed in a hummer
I text the jeweler and ask if the diamonds go dumber
Pull up in plane that boy look like obama
Counting dead presidents thank God for commas
I need a residence say I'm accomplished

Pull out the lambo truck big chillin
I keep it tucked if a man go villain
Weed got her stuck and up in the ceiling
They got to duck when we get to drilling
They say its luck that we get the mills and
She love to suck man the money revealing
We going up and this is the feeling
I switch the flow now my sound reinvented

Whip it got leg room say I'm a boss bitch
Meet in the bedroom? This is the office
Stay independent cause I know the cost is
Probably divorces taking no losses
Started from concrete turned it to roses
Can't lose my focus
I can't lose my focus
Can't lose my focus
I be in the cut with the soft touch
Had to lose all my friend when I bossed up
And i stay wit two 10s that's a toss up
Pull up in the new Benz wit the sauce sir
I'm getting chips buy the dip like salsa
Don't wanna dance with the wolves like Costner
And that new glock 10 in the holster
1 shot get you licked like it's supposed to
No dope on sundays just mimosas
Jacked up hitting jacks like Sosa
I'm a young ghetto bone street soldier
If I gotta make a play make it pop like ulcer
But cha gotta get the OK like Tulsa
I be like yeah, yeah, yeah like usher
Young nigga gone off the goose like ducks or
Young nigga stay with the juice like gushers
(Like gushers)
Whole gang getting loose ain't a thang just to buss it
Can't do no fuck shit
I took the drugs till I Barely could function
She think im gone but why the assumptions
Putting us on gotta get off the onion
Bitch I got it buzzin
Yeah I got it buzzin cuzzin

Pull out the lambo truck big chillin
I keep it tucked if a man go villain
Weed got her stuck and up in the ceiling
They got to duck when we get to drilling
They say its luck that we get the mills and
She love to suck man the money revealing
We going up and this is the feeling
I switch the flow now my sound reinvented



Credits
Writer(s): Christian Lyons
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