1eleven – 9 o’ clock lyrics
[hook]
(let’s go)
look, f+ck that boy, one to the head now he’s layin’ down
track star, runnin’ this sh+t since i’ve been around
i made it out, b+tch you know i’m countin’ bands now
i ran it up, back in my city i got fans now
9 o’ clock, feds walked in they was lookin for me
hear that knock, straight to the door boy i was bookin’ homie
i ran out the back, with that strap, b+tch i never lack
leave you in the past with this mac, b+tch i let it blast
[verse]
i was just in p+town
i was with my homies, feels like all we do is geek now
think i saw my ex b+tch, oh my god, i’ma freak out
my second b+tch was great but i think that b+tch for the streets now
i don’t got, energy i’m sippin’ on this lean now
send my brother all my newest sh+t and that boy geek out
he said “if this sh+t ain’t gon’ get dropped i’ll let it leak out”
back thеn i was starting off, but sh+t just look at me now
(hahahaha)
i+i+i+i was out in co f+ck a po this sh+t different it’s my nеw sh+t
3 albums down, i got b+tches on a cruise ship
we gon’ f+ck around and make a movie, stanly kubrick
this b+tch said she like ’em skinny, good thing i’m a toothpick
she said i done hit that sh+t so good it felt like 2 d+cks
he was talkin sh+t well run up on me i got 2 sticks
i’m the hottest in my town so ain’t n0body sayin’ “who’s this?”
they hear 1eleven they start geekin out like “ou sh+t”
she hear 1eleven she start tweakin’, said i’m too lit
huh, guess she can’t handle this
gra+gra+grab her leg and she start meltin’ like a candle stick
she said “can we keep this on the dl?” she so scandalous
but she went posted pictures of me, i ain’t understanding this
she said “let me talk to you” like karen with some management
this b+tch too up on me, nah for real i just can’t handle it
i ain’t tryna ghost you but you actin like a fan and sh+t
really hope this b+tch don’t got no problems with abandonment
huh, (let’s go) in that drop top, hot boxed coupe with a lil thot
found this b+tch when i was breakin’ hearts i still do that a lot
text me gettin’ feisty almost like this b+tch gon’ wanna box
but we gon’ f+ck it out cuz we don’t fight, no we don’t f+ckin talk
i pull out my strap now he won’t fight i told him take a walk, ’cause
if he pulled one too i’d leave him leakin’, watch his body drop
b+tch let’s have a 1 on 1, no i don’t need no body guard
that boy end up missin’ now they wonderin’ where the bodies are
gang tote machetes leave you dead without no body parts
this 223 gon’ hit you like a bus or a d+mn trolley car
i make holes in ones if you got golfin’ then you’d prolly par
your whole team took my swag, so on your block is where my copies are
(uh, uh, uh)
i’m+i’ma send you up to heaven, 1eleven tote that smith & wesson
never learned her lesson, did me wrong and she thought i’d forget it
i’m just out here flexin’, brand new b+tch i swear her p+ssy wettest
i switched up from passive to aggressive, now these b+tches get it
i been countin guap, i got my paper, b+tch i’m foldin’ lettuce
i be taking drugs like it don’t matter, b+tch i’m young and reckless
d+mn, i ain’t slept in like a week, i’m so f+ckin restless
i get off the perc b+tch i’ma geek, think you get the message
[hook]
(let’s go)
look, f+ck that boy, (uh) one to the head now he’s layin’ down
track star, runnin’ this sh+t since i’ve been around
i made it out, b+tch you know i’m countin’ bands now
i done ran it up, back in my city i got fans now
9 o’ clock, feds walked in they was lookin for me
hear that knock, straight to the door boy i was bookin’ homie
i ran out the back, with that strap, b+tch i never lack
leave you in the past with this mac, b+tch i let it blast
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