SHOUT OUT LIL D
Sticky situations life get crazy when it's coming down
Still the shit, been the shit, these crackers tryna wipe me out
Sticky situations life get crazy when it's coming down
Still the shit, been the shit, these crackers tryna wipe me out
No can let em' wipe me out, Golf X Louis, wipe me down
I ain't fought a cracker since the day that I start buying rounds
State to state been flyin' around, way too grown to sit around
Lost too many friends, because my energy all bidness now
Kennedy, I'm in your town, ridin' with the windows down
Grippin' on my lap, she said she want it, she can't wait right now
Think she grippin' dick, but that's a mag of 15 hollows, wow
Oh my hollow, be thy name, Clout & Sushi, changed the game
TRUFFLE BUTTER in this thang, gon' show our ass and leave some stains
Ain't find Amelia Earhart, but think they gon' find Diddy plane
I don't really care for planes, cars, or transportation thangs
Jeweler got a Uber, he gon' personally deliver chain
Homer piece for something plain, for statement's wear Johnny Dang
Nigga's weird as fuck and never gettin chose like Johnny Cage
You is weird as fuck if you the type to fuck with Johnny Cage
Real nigga, katana main, lynch nigga, he try to hang
Keep my circle tight, because the last time that I made new friend
He stole my bike, that was 5th grade, elementary, not pre-K
So I pulled up with the Chxppa, other hand, I hand I had fist raised
If you come in with that bullshit, guarantee you have shit day
TRUFFLE BUTTER, brotha, we put in that work, take no sick days
Give my boy his new bouquets, he cookin' on this shit, ayy
Niggas tried to count em out before they ass could count to ten
Before they could breathe oxygen, before the Lakers got first win
I been tryna fuck fat hoes, and it's proven difficult
All that ass be in the way, can't lie, it's pretty miserable
Now all my hoes gotta lose weight, every meal I pick a fruit
My bitch Amber need some extra help, so her I'm pickin' two
Walk around with weight all on my waist, I'm known for stick & move
Sticky situation, life get crazy when it's comin' down
Still the shit, been the shit, these crackers tryna wipe me out
Still the shit, been the shit, these crackers tryna wipe me out
Sticky situations life get crazy when it's coming down
Still the shit, been the shit, these crackers tryna wipe me out
No can let em' wipe me out, Golf X Louis, wipe me down
I ain't fought a cracker since the day that I start buying rounds
State to state been flyin' around, way too grown to sit around
Lost too many friends, because my energy all bidness now
Kennedy, I'm in your town, ridin' with the windows down
Grippin' on my lap, she said she want it, she can't wait right now
Think she grippin' dick, but that's a mag of 15 hollows, wow
Oh my hollow, be thy name, Clout & Sushi, changed the game
TRUFFLE BUTTER in this thang, gon' show our ass and leave some stains
Ain't find Amelia Earhart, but think they gon' find Diddy plane
I don't really care for planes, cars, or transportation thangs
Jeweler got a Uber, he gon' personally deliver chain
Homer piece for something plain, for statement's wear Johnny Dang
Nigga's weird as fuck and never gettin chose like Johnny Cage
You is weird as fuck if you the type to fuck with Johnny Cage
Real nigga, katana main, lynch nigga, he try to hang
Keep my circle tight, because the last time that I made new friend
He stole my bike, that was 5th grade, elementary, not pre-K
So I pulled up with the Chxppa, other hand, I hand I had fist raised
If you come in with that bullshit, guarantee you have shit day
TRUFFLE BUTTER, brotha, we put in that work, take no sick days
Give my boy his new bouquets, he cookin' on this shit, ayy
Niggas tried to count em out before they ass could count to ten
Before they could breathe oxygen, before the Lakers got first win
I been tryna fuck fat hoes, and it's proven difficult
All that ass be in the way, can't lie, it's pretty miserable
Now all my hoes gotta lose weight, every meal I pick a fruit
My bitch Amber need some extra help, so her I'm pickin' two
Walk around with weight all on my waist, I'm known for stick & move
Sticky situation, life get crazy when it's comin' down
Still the shit, been the shit, these crackers tryna wipe me out
Credits
Writer(s): Jjk Fam
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Link
© 2024 All rights reserved. Rockol.com S.r.l. Website image policy
Rockol
- Rockol only uses images and photos made available for promotional purposes (“for press use”) by record companies, artist managements and p.r. agencies.
- Said images are used to exert a right to report and a finality of the criticism, in a degraded mode compliant to copyright laws, and exclusively inclosed in our own informative content.
- Only non-exclusive images addressed to newspaper use and, in general, copyright-free are accepted.
- Live photos are published when licensed by photographers whose copyright is quoted.
- Rockol is available to pay the right holder a fair fee should a published image’s author be unknown at the time of publishing.
Feedback
Please immediately report the presence of images possibly not compliant with the above cases so as to quickly verify an improper use: where confirmed, we would immediately proceed to their removal.