La La (feat. DXDAGENERAL & Leeky MB)

Wait Ha ha ha Yeah Turn me up in the headphones real quick Uh, main bitch fine as hell got her cookin in the kitchen Music turnt as shit got the crowd mosh-pitting Niggas stalk my page cause I got they bitch spitting I been balling on a mission like I'm Jordan, lil bro Pippen We gon pass the rock Always told my niggas I'll meet them at the top Alligator skin, you see the drip, no I ain't rockin' Crocs Only plan I ever had was gettin' breesh and stacking guap My youngins bad as hell, it's hot outside, they still wear masks a lot Cut her off for asking too much questions, now she won't ask a lot Teach them kids don't hit it raw, them cooties kill, go ask the thot Pull up on a flunky, serve some pack and end up taxing the block They say time fly when you broke, had to catch the clock Always chasin' money, cause I need it now Reachin' for the stars, chasin' 50 mil, not 50 thou Tryin' to get a bag by fuckin' with me, but you get around Say you bout it, but you duckin' smoke, so how that fuckin' sound Na-na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na-na Yeah, how that sound, nigga Niggas lacking, pussy nigga better keep a pole Spinning with lil B Dot catch a opp and we gon take his soul Niggas don't be on that pussy, nigga, go and play your role Nigga, he be clutchin', try to run up, we gon' let it blow Disrespect, you pay the price, my MB niggas after you Try to run, we chase you, on my mama, bitch, we catch you Pistol on my hip, you run up on me, bitch, I blast you OTOPK, them niggas pussy and they ratted too Kervin he a bitch, he jacked the O but he ain't do a thing Nigga, drop the mac, till i pop out and let that chopper sing Spinning through your section with that Western, hit him and his fling See me, he ain't stepping like a pussy, come and spin again Pillow talkin', I ain't with, he feelin' slick, like, what's up Caught him lackin on the ave, yeah, this a switch you cannot duck Like I'm bro i' with the members, on their side, two guns up Face shot, neck shot, bullets hit him, rip him up Niggas speakin' on the gang, yeah, on bro, I send him up Black car, black tint, with the switch, i'm undercover Don't give a f*ck about your day, nigga, f*ck your dead brother Niggas pop out with that fire, nigga, bullets make him suffer