Top Songs By Lilx Flow
Credits
AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Twintwa
Banjo
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Antonio Clarke
Songwriter:in
Spessy Horton
Songwriter:in
Tahj Burrows
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Booki
Produzent:in
Lyrics
( Had Go, Had Go, Had Go)
Let me Set it off man
Monopoly in this bitch
Monopo, This that nopo mode
(Let's get it)
Ahe, they say real kniggahs don't say they real
Well bitch you know that i'm real
My kniggahs ain't drunk af
Cuz they still know where to find that steal
My grammy always tell me "If you can't listen then you gone feel"
Why you think so much serious man cutting kniggahs in that field
This shit getting so treacherous, boy i don't know who to trust
Because the same kniggah I bring up in this shit might wet me up
This shi so treacherous boy I feel like kniggahs want set me up
I can't get backdoor so I Coming thru the front door
Kniggahs air bagging, boy I'd come thru and show you who we do it for
We'd Do it for Steph And Jermey
Slide thru and just ….
Yh you'd catch a slug, you ain't get no flipping hug
All my brothers getting money boy
Why yall kniggahs ain't get no bucks?
My lil cousin them say they want robux
Had to spend that real corn just to go and get some fake corn
But these kniggahs so lazy, they wouldn't put in labor just to get on
While I punching in the clock these Kniggahs home just getting off
When my pressure tall I just roll me one and I sweat it off
That lil bitch tripping, I told her she could leave because i'm better off
Better off alone, roll one and just get stone
Tell them jokeys don't try cop no deuces
Please don't call my phone
My phone on dnd, wonder what she see in me
She tell me play my song when we making love like it's R&B
And she my number one
But she don't know about two
And shoutout three, she pull up on me blow me like a flute ( yuuck )
It getting hot, I sweating
Got the flame inside the booth
I graduate but a kniggah never like to go to school
I ain't learn nothing
I was always thinking about my next move
He pockets slim and he bitch hungry like they ain't getting no food
No Food
No Meal
He ain't on my team if I know That kniggah finna squeal
And she want me hit it but she playing
Yh she tryna shield
Next one talking shi, but lil baby I already kill
Cmon baby let's be real ( uhhuh)
Even the blind could see
LiL Steph? yh he really him
Kniggahs tryna Stop me but i Up
Way Above the rim
Dunking On these fuc kniggahs
You could call me Fucking Tim
Baby tryna make a movie
Ray J and Kim K (uhhuuh)
Baby wanna see a movie
So we walk around with them clips
My jeans lowkey smelling stink
My pockets filled with Dog Shit
Yh I hear you tote a pipe
You the type that don't blow shit
This bitch give brain like a head girl
But still don't even know shit
I show no emotion after I just come smoking
Lil Flow got the motion
Got that power just to ghost him
Cologne and that dope gone be my fragrance
I hotbox before I reach
How you saying fuck the west?
But you can't even step foot out the east
My uncle used to save them pennies
We had it the harder way
I had to go next door to heat my food
I ain't had no microwave
Brodie on a play with his hoodie pull tight
No mask on
BLAM SUMN , BLAM SUMN
We tryna make they block cry
RANSOM RANSOM
Stand still like a stop sign
Off them drugs we booted up
Tell them to free Glokknine
Handyman in this bitch
I got my toolie tuck
She sucking like she was the knicks ( yuh )
She don't give no fucks
Written by: Antonio Clarke, Spessy Horton, Tahj Burrows