letra de a lot - night lovell, lindasson & ftg reggie
[intro]
[?]
[verse 1: night lovell]
you is a peon
i’ma get money tonight, i am a don
droppin’ a bomb
that b-tch needs someone to lean on
someone to say she the one, this sh-t is fun
n-ggas just actin’ tough, nut in your b-tch
she sl-t, she on my nuts, huh
she want me to cuff but i’m not made for love
this is live, huh, ayy
you lookin’ fine tonight
guess i got time tonight
might slide tonight
that p-ssy is mine tonight
might pull up and fight tonight
might commit a crime tonight, it’s war tonight
we bringin’ out sticks (b-tch)
chicks (b-tch)
might empty a clip tonight, ayy (ha, ha)
huh, ridin’ around with the mob, duckin’ the cops
run into the opps, we sendin’ shots
package you up, put you in a box
them n-ggas just talk a lot and bark a lot
them n-ggas don’t walk the walk
parkin’ in the parking lot, pull up to the spot (brr, brr)
light up the blunt, oh-oh
[verse 2: lindasson]
let’s go, let’s go, woah
thief in the night, woah (uh-huh), uh-huh (woah)
brodie p-ss off codeine, he got demons he can’t show, yeah
let’s go (yeah, huh)
never been no hoe, no i can’t go
outside like no sucker, why these folks believe in hoes?
get ’em on sight, photo, yeah
look in my eyes, do i look scared?
lil’ brodie took flight, flight, huh
had to get gone ’cause he did what he did
better pick your side, side, huh
burner [?] up in the walls, we stay prepared
let me see that bite, bite, huh
’cause that bark don’t bring me fear
can’t trust no fed, no, huh
free up my brodie he doin’ his bid
get it how you live, huh
[?] no i can’t give, yeah (huh)
voices in my head, yeah
heard that boy he talk a lot, don’t tell what you done hear (uh-huh)
[verse 3: ftg reggie]
baby on baby, i’m goin’ insane
takin’ over the game, never stay on my lane, huh
b-tch you can’t hear where i stay
i tell my n-ggas to k!ll you today
you can run you ain’t gettin’ away (away)
this a game you ain’t ready to play (no way)
need my fifties and hunnids today (right now)
riding ’round, see the stars in the wraith (wraith)
i don’t need you lil’ shawty i’m straight (i’m straight)
get in line lil’ boy you can wait (you can wait)
yeah, my daddy he call me the great (the great)
last time i seen that lil’ boy i was eight (i was eight)
who gon’ put food on my plate? (on my plate) wait
say free the guy doin’ that time
i ain’t even fond of the limelight (limelight)
arm on froze, where i [?]
voice keep tellin’ me take a chill pill, so i started poppin’ them percs, huh
glizzy lookin’ like a 9 to 5, all these hollowtips f-ckin’ work, huh
b-tches in my dm sayin’ that they love me, they just want a purse, huh
send my demons all up on ’em, now they running ’round tryna break a curse, huh
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