LLGBV Intro (Live)
What's in your bottle
Not no peach crush nigga
The load just came in I swear to god I was the middle man
Niggas look at me the same way they look at ceiling fans
Niggas look at me and ask god like Can i be that man
Niggas look at me and ask they bitch like "What you see in him?"
But real shit, if i'm going broke i gotta steal and rob
And if i said it, then i meant it bitch, you just talk to talk
Swear to god the first deuce i ever poured was with Jovan
And since we speaking on it bitch, R.I.P the fuckin god
We went half on a QP, got it Fucking gone
Now we run it up i'm selling Ps out niggas
Boulevards
And we tote draco's, swear to god this shit will flip a car
We use potatoes, cause we can't find the silencers where we are
Hit the stu when i feel pain it make the song feel better
Police asking all these questions, I don't know i don't remember yeah
This niggas said he wanted smoke but he don't apply no pressure
How the Fuck you sipping act they make no more you Fucking liar
I been swimming in your bitch right now i think i'm knee high
I just rock expensive jeans this nigga traps in levi's
She attracted to the team she like who are these guys, She like who are these guys
Not no peach crush nigga
The load just came in I swear to god I was the middle man
Niggas look at me the same way they look at ceiling fans
Niggas look at me and ask god like Can i be that man
Niggas look at me and ask they bitch like "What you see in him?"
But real shit, if i'm going broke i gotta steal and rob
And if i said it, then i meant it bitch, you just talk to talk
Swear to god the first deuce i ever poured was with Jovan
And since we speaking on it bitch, R.I.P the fuckin god
We went half on a QP, got it Fucking gone
Now we run it up i'm selling Ps out niggas
Boulevards
And we tote draco's, swear to god this shit will flip a car
We use potatoes, cause we can't find the silencers where we are
Hit the stu when i feel pain it make the song feel better
Police asking all these questions, I don't know i don't remember yeah
This niggas said he wanted smoke but he don't apply no pressure
How the Fuck you sipping act they make no more you Fucking liar
I been swimming in your bitch right now i think i'm knee high
I just rock expensive jeans this nigga traps in levi's
She attracted to the team she like who are these guys, She like who are these guys
Credits
Writer(s): Jose Depina
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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