letra de 1 am in manhattan - lil lik
[intro]
(lorenz, don’t stop)
[verse 1]
i ain’t come to play, bae, is you f-ckin’ me or not?
this b-tch a freak, she gon’ wake me up and suck me out my socks
i wasn’t involved, but when them n-ggas got popped, i was on the box
these n-ggas switch floors inside that county, i be on the rock
my lil’ brother popped a top and he ain’t even want no cheese, that mean a lot
don’t want a b-tch, go to jail, your b-tch gon’ leave you in the box
don’t sh-t surprise lik ’cause growin’ up, i really seen a lot
[chorus]
white t-shirt with my asics
off that liquor, tryna f-ck somethin’, but this b-tch keep playin’
one of these n-ggas end up dead, then who the f-ck you think payin’?
she gеt f-cked and try to spend the night, b-tch, who you think stayin’?
bad b-tchеs off the ‘gram, i put ’em on my friends
soon as i get caught up by my b-tch, i blame it on my mans
she tryna f-ck, i’m tryna f-ck somethin’, tell me the plan
this b-tch pulled my d-ck out and blamed it on my pants
[verse 2]
bad b-tch drivin’ a rental, we speedin’ on averill
i tell lil’ bro, “if you go hit a head, then i’ma pay you”
i’ma tryna rub a n-gga shoulder and give out a facial
my household was kinda cool, but we ain’t f-ck with cable
shut the f-ck up talkin’ money and put it on the table
i tell lil’ bro, “i’m tryna rap so we all can be stable”
i can’t find no f-ckin’ cameraman, i’m finna call my label
i ain’t tryna squash sh-t stop askin’ me
and i don’t f-ck with facebook, so stop taggin’ me
i tell lil’ bro, “i’m goin’ to hit this block, just come dance with me”
b-tch, i can’t be seen with you in public, stop grabbin’ me
she ask me why we ain’t f-ck, b-tch, why you askin’ me?
all my n-ggas locked inside the county fightin’ a hat a piece
been tryna stamp this rap sh-t, man, this sh-t gotta be
b-tch, if you ain’t tryna f-ck somethin’ that mean you gotta leave
[chorus]
white t-shirt with my asics
off that liquor, tryna f-ck somethin’, but this b-tch keep playin’
one them n-ggas end up dead, who the f-ck you think payin’?
she get f-cked and try to stay the night, b-tch, who you think stayin’?
bad b-tches off the ‘gram, i put ’em on my friends
soon as i get caught up by my b-tch, i blame it on my mans
she tryna f-ck, i’m tryna f-ck somethin’, tell me the plan
this b-tch pulled my d-ck out and blamed it on my pants
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