Lift It
Rolling gas
Finna lift it
When I pass, get a whiff
I could leave a nigga stiff
Would they try me, even if
Trees are present like we're gifted
I'll be sliding if you slip
Dick her down, she gives me lip
We hold Glocks upon our hip
When I pull up
I get paid
With my broad
I'm getting laid
Keep my heat
These niggas throw shade
Blue face sheets
That's papers made
E gon' shoot
Dutcho gon' fade
Cam gon' slide to the base like safe
Lock my hair, she got the braids
30 minutes smoke an eighth
Spade a spade
I'm dealing cards
In the field, I run my yards
Rolling backwoods in my cabin
Smoke and pass
This bitch hit hard
Whip, she suck it in my car
Riding clean, them boys ain't far
Still invest in what I'm having
We conceal like bodyguards
Finna lift it
Bitch, it's up
When it's up there then it's stuck
4 leaf clover, keep my luck
In yo crib, my niggas snuck.
In the crib, I'm in the cut
Men in Black, pull up in Lux
Jehovah witness in a tux
Finna lift it
Sticks be up, bitch
Rolling gas
Finna lift it
When I pass, get a whiff
I could leave a nigga stiff
Would they try me, even if
Trees are present like we're gifted
I'll be sliding if you slip
Dick her down, she gives me lip
We hold blocks upon our hip
Finna lift it
When I pass, get a whiff
I could leave a nigga stiff
Would they try me, even if
Trees are present like we're gifted
I'll be sliding if you slip
Dick her down, she gives me lip
We hold Glocks upon our hip
When I pull up
I get paid
With my broad
I'm getting laid
Keep my heat
These niggas throw shade
Blue face sheets
That's papers made
E gon' shoot
Dutcho gon' fade
Cam gon' slide to the base like safe
Lock my hair, she got the braids
30 minutes smoke an eighth
Spade a spade
I'm dealing cards
In the field, I run my yards
Rolling backwoods in my cabin
Smoke and pass
This bitch hit hard
Whip, she suck it in my car
Riding clean, them boys ain't far
Still invest in what I'm having
We conceal like bodyguards
Finna lift it
Bitch, it's up
When it's up there then it's stuck
4 leaf clover, keep my luck
In yo crib, my niggas snuck.
In the crib, I'm in the cut
Men in Black, pull up in Lux
Jehovah witness in a tux
Finna lift it
Sticks be up, bitch
Rolling gas
Finna lift it
When I pass, get a whiff
I could leave a nigga stiff
Would they try me, even if
Trees are present like we're gifted
I'll be sliding if you slip
Dick her down, she gives me lip
We hold blocks upon our hip
Credits
Writer(s): Kenneth Patton Iii
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