Lola's Grandsons
(专辑: Birdz Hunt Snakes - 2021)
(If you want sauce from Frauce, it's gon' cost, drip) Ooh-wee Ooh-wee Yeah Fuck it, let's go car for car We go diamond for diamond or house for house or we can go war for war If we talking 'bout bitches, my lineup ridiculous, yeah, I
can go star for star I'm buying AR for R
Shit, I'm buying so many assault rifle pistols, I
can go to war with Mars For sure I'm a
young nigga from the
backdoor I
ain't got sense, I
was born on the
crack floor Why you stunting on 'em like that, though? 'Cause I
ain't never got shit that I
asked for I'm in Chiraq with a
black ho And she got a
Glock in the
Louis backpack, though Bitch buying Percs over barcodes But I
know a
bitch buying Birkins off the
whole show Sipping on drank, that's a
no-no Sprayco stuffed in the
'Cat, it's a
four-door VVS stuffed on the
rose gold Bad bitch bring in a
boatload Them killers, they do what I
say so, huh Stacking these hundreds like Legos My pockets stay fat, them bitches humongous Blood 'nem thirsty, they ready to hunt ya Ain't no need for no punching Chrome Heart hoodie, this bitch cost more than four hundred TSF business, they know how we coming AR-15, that bitch stuffed with a
hundred She in love with my drip, she don't fuck with you dummies I
laugh at you dummies, I
flex when it's sunny Come fuck with me, oops, I
found me a
bunny She just brought me a
hundred, I
swear it was lovely Shit, I
guess that I'm feeling the
love I
just got forty thousand straight out my bitch and all she done got back was a
hug I
done threw half a
million across my whole wrist and I
went diamond ball from a
drug Niggas fuck off they wishes, they riding with snitches, I
thought we was gangsters and thugs Brought the
alphabet boys to the
club, what's up? You ain't got no card, then (Yeah) We splashing your squad in (Yeah) It's bloodstains down the
whole boulevard and (Yeah) Please don't get involved in (Yeah) My back hurt, make your bitch come massage it (Yeah) She think it's a
garden (Yeah) My new house got too many garages (Yeah) I'm finna get lost in (Yeah) For real I'm in the
H, where they clutch steel (Yeah) VVs from Emmitt, they too real Rolls-Royce coupe on Forgiato wheels (Skrrt) Lil' bitch, she digging the
spill, huh I'm in the
hood where it get real Glock on the
floor while the
pounds on the
vacuum seal She in love with Chanel, she gon' do what I
say still Get it in, ten and ten, busting juggs by Rayfield