LNF

Gang, huh, huh, FGS, Kano, f*ck n***a, get yo bag up, ayy, let's go, bags in my closet like I hit a brinks, Blue really her color but I get her pink Baby come here let me flood you with mink, I buy her some diamonds she wet as a sink If they plottin' know I keep the glock in my briefs Ain't in to' the talkin' let's keep this shit brief They know where I'm from' they put shit underneath Balencia been steppin' this shit on my feet, I can make me a G-Way before you can blink They mad that we eat like I'm motherfuckin' feasts Get the loads from a skunk cause this shit always stink No Barney I purple my jeans and my drink, I'm a Scorpio baby I keep this shit p Come f*ck with me baby these racks can be free, Run up gon' squeeze split' em right down the middle This gas comin' flavors no motherfuckin' skittles, These bitches so basic so motherfuckin' simple These n****s be broke on they ass and pretendin', Used to catch plays in the motherfuckin' sprinter And some days many used to be noodles for dinner, I bet this hot shit it can bake up a liver Don't think that I'm with it come see how I'm livin' Too many racks start to weigh down my denim Say too many racks start to weigh down my denim Huh, Told lil' baby come chill, Damn she know that she need a real man He used to get racks shit I still am Told lil' baby come chill, Damn she know that she need a real man He used to get racks shit I still am Told lil' baby come f*ck with me, Hop in this Wraith and make love to me Now that I got it turn up with me Huh, ayy Told lil' baby come f*ck with me, Hop in this Wraith and make love to me Now that I got it turn up with me Now I'm up, I'm a slide, I'm a G-Waggon Many racks in my pockets, my jeans saggin Pop a' X slow me down like the game lag First hunnid racks gone spent it on fashion Big body Rolls Royce can't pull backwards Poste up in the hood smokin' green beams Headshot turn his wig to a stream beam Shit gone suck on this dick to my knees Bought a coat Get her fur get her black mink Droppin' cash on whatever could see my stink Ice box bought ice cus her heart hot cold He a rat for the paper he gon' fold Then I wipe his nose like he got a cold Took a case from my brother I can't fold Walk him down to some Christian These red bottoms If it's paper on his noggin I'll headshot him Turn that boy to a phantom He danny I gave her some racks just to get in them panties Too cool for a bitch That's Randy Offensive and fly I ain't lending Felt asleep and woke up in a mansion Bad bitch by my side like a companion They all showin' me love Let the fans in Count it up as I do my lil' dance Huh Told lil' baby come chill Damn She know that she need a real man Used to get racks I still can Huh Ayy Told lil' baby come f*ck with me Hop in his Wraith and make love to me Now that I got it turned up with me Huh