Luh Calm Fit

7gangblud (p8, catch a bag)

I love my mom so much

The feeling of her warm touch

I-I-I-I just spent a bag so I could go get that luh calm fit

If I take another shot, I'm probably gonna vomit

All these fuckers on my meat, not talkin' 'bout salami

Bitch I am a dog, I be on fire like Okami

Walk up in the spot and I be rockin' that luh calm fit

If I take another shot, I'm probably gonna vomit

All these fuckers on my meat, not talkin' 'bout salami

Bitch I am a dog, I be on fire like Okami

But you can't get drippy like me, you can't even get the discount

Spit that acid in yo' face, so you gon' have to rinse out

Make a big entrance, hop off the scoot, yeah, I'ma dismount

And how you talkin' all that shit, but you can't get the diss out?

Bad bitch throw it back on me while I'm rockin' them hoodies

We out here grindin' for that shit, we tryna get the goodies

I start to get a buzz off the drinks, and now I got a woody

And then I hit my dance in this bitch, you know I hit that boogie

I-I-I-I just spent a bag so I could go get that luh calm fit

If I take another shot, I'm probably gonna vomit

All these fuckers on my meat, not talkin' 'bout salami

Bitch I am a dog, I be on fire like Okami

Walk up in the spot and I be rockin' that luh calm fit

If I take another shot, I'm probably gonna vomit

All these fuckers on my meat, not talkin' 'bout salami

Bitch I am a dog, I be on fire like Okami (Ayy, ayy)

Ayy, I catch a bag like p8

I pull up fast, I'll never be late

Shut up 'cause I cannot relate

We spittin' that fire, we cremate

Hood up, I don't give a fuck

I make an explosion like Mr. Luck

Pull up with the boys in the Santa Cruz truck

And I be chillin', so my shirt I won't tuck

You can't get my shit 'cause I ain't givin' it out, it ain't for free

All these people want a pic, like get the fuck away from me

Got it on point, I'm shinin' so bright like a laser be

I'm rockin' that luh calm fit so well, it's like it was made for me

Still don't care, yeah, that's why I do this shit on purpose

And you know I keep it a buck fifty, like my name was Curtis

There's no reason for me to be nervous

I'm wit' your bitch and she givin' me service

I be stuntin' in here like a circus

End of the first act, draw the curtains

Yeah

Baow, baow

*laughs*