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Lavish
by ProphetDaKing
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Rollin' the loud I need two leaves, I was chopping bricks, I feel like Bruce Lee
Bitch if they ever come scoop me, I'm gon' tell the police I was roofie'd
A lil' badass I feel like Boosie, a lil' badass, feel like Boosie
The lavish life really suit me, if you want my life homie shoot me, yeah
I blew some racks on the fit, I had the bitch smacking her lips
We hopped in the back of the whip, yeah you know what happened with it
Boy play it smart, don't reach for that, I got to keep a strap, thirty piece attached
It's still free gang I be preaching that, I'd really give it all to see my people back
I can't have that boy around he ain't gon' shoot it for me, my runner down, they gon' scoop it for me
Might give bro a pound he a move it for me, my bitch in a gown but she gon' lose it for me
Homie believe me, you don't want to see me, we all kings here but bro be a BD
Winning for real shit feel like a three peat, winning for real this shit be too easy
I fell in love with the dollars bitch, you just gang bang you don't politic
I know them boys stay talking shit, bitch I don't care, my pockets thick
I stay with the packs and the bundles, I keep them things packed in the duffles
We gon' send a blitz, we gon' get him hit, swear if that boy lacking he fumble
Rollin' the loud I need two leaves, I was chopping bricks, I feel like Bruce Lee
Bitch if they ever come scoop me, I'm gon' tell the police I was roofie'd
A lil' badass I feel like Boosie, a lil' badass, feel like Boosie
The lavish life really suit me, if you want my life homie shoot me, yeah
That pussy say he be trying to kill me, yeah try it bitch I'll live on
He just really mad motherfuckers feel me, and my dick smell like his bitch lip balm
I got the opps mad, they getting shit on, new work touch down make it get gone
I swear every time I do reckless shit I act like I don't know what I did wrong
Tell me dog, what you represent? They be talking about shots they never sent
They be talking about gwaup they never spent, they be talking out of their ass, it's evident
Might blitz a spot, leave no evidence, ain't leaving work or no chips either
Put the cup down, used to sip liters, I'm with a model bitch she a kids eater
Rollin' the loud I need two leaves, I was chopping bricks, I feel like Bruce Lee
Bitch if they ever come scoop me, I'm gon' tell the police I was roofie'd
A lil' badass I feel like Boosie, a lil' badass, feel like Boosie
The lavish life really suit me, if you want my life homie shoot me, yeah
Rollin' the loud I need two leaves, I was chopping bricks, I feel like Bruce Lee
Bitch if they ever come scoop me, I'm gon' tell the police I was roofie'd
A lil' badass I feel like Boosie, a lil' badass, feel like Boosie
The lavish life really suit me, if you want my life homie shoot me, yeah
I blew some racks on the fit, I had the bitch smacking her lips
We hopped in the back of the whip, yeah you know what happened with it
Boy play it smart, don't reach for that, I got to keep a strap, thirty piece attached
It's still free gang I be preaching that, I'd really give it all to see my people back
I can't have that boy around he ain't gon' shoot it for me, my runner down, they gon' scoop it for me
Might give bro a pound he a move it for me, my bitch in a gown but she gon' lose it for me
Homie believe me, you don't want to see me, we all kings here but bro be a BD
Winning for real shit feel like a three peat, winning for real this shit be too easy
I fell in love with the dollars bitch, you just gang bang you don't politic
I know them boys stay talking shit, bitch I don't care, my pockets thick
I stay with the packs and the bundles, I keep them things packed in the duffles
We gon' send a blitz, we gon' get him hit, swear if that boy lacking he fumble
Rollin' the loud I need two leaves, I was chopping bricks, I feel like Bruce Lee
Bitch if they ever come scoop me, I'm gon' tell the police I was roofie'd
A lil' badass I feel like Boosie, a lil' badass, feel like Boosie
The lavish life really suit me, if you want my life homie shoot me, yeah
That pussy say he be trying to kill me, yeah try it bitch I'll live on
He just really mad motherfuckers feel me, and my dick smell like his bitch lip balm
I got the opps mad, they getting shit on, new work touch down make it get gone
I swear every time I do reckless shit I act like I don't know what I did wrong
Tell me dog, what you represent? They be talking about shots they never sent
They be talking about gwaup they never spent, they be talking out of their ass, it's evident
Might blitz a spot, leave no evidence, ain't leaving work or no chips either
Put the cup down, used to sip liters, I'm with a model bitch she a kids eater
Rollin' the loud I need two leaves, I was chopping bricks, I feel like Bruce Lee
Bitch if they ever come scoop me, I'm gon' tell the police I was roofie'd
A lil' badass I feel like Boosie, a lil' badass, feel like Boosie
The lavish life really suit me, if you want my life homie shoot me, yeah
