don toliver – lambo lyrics
[intro]
pooh, you a fool for this one
you a fool for this one, go grizz
go grizz
winners circle
[chorus]
pulled out the lambo, i’m strapped like commando
play her like a banjo, trap out the bando
is you f-ckin’? i’m just sayin’ though
you know i ain’t playin’ ho (trap)
trav gave me that antidote, juiced up counter though
pulled out the lambo, i’m strapped like commando
play her like a banjo, trap out the bando
is you f-ckin’? i’m just sayin’ though
you know i ain’t playin’ ho (trap)
trav gave me that antidote, juiced up counter though
[verse 1]
i know what you want, i know what you want
you gotta come through and get it (yeah)
i’m runnin’ through hunnids, gettin’ this money
finna flip me a chicken (huh?)
in a hot hot box, thirty five when i whip in the kitchen (yeah)
got your b-tch on duty, back it up as she doin’ it dizzy (huh)
thick b-tch, big bootie, keep a duty like you see in the movie
it’s a jeep not a new lease, lift it up and i’m keepin’ a toolie
i ride around the block, runnin’ around servin’ the ‘cane
i’m prayin’ to my glock, i know that you know it by name
an ex-pill fiend, these xannies kept me sane
i feel like superman, i’m f-ckin’ lois lane
put it on her knee, i put her in her plane
i put it in her mouth, pic-sso on her face
[chorus]
pulled out the lambo, i’m strapped like commando
play her like a banjo, trap out the bando
is you f-ckin’? i’m just sayin’ though
you know i ain’t playin’ ho (trap)
trav gave me that antidote, juiced up counter though
pulled out the lambo, i’m strapped like commando
play her like a banjo, trap out the bando
is you f-ckin’? i’m just sayin’ though
you know i ain’t playin’ ho (trap)
trav gave me that antidote, juiced up counter though
[verse 2]
you can’t really hide, just pretend your dead
you’ve been out of line, you’re besides your self
you can’t cop my ride, got the deep old waist
cop a n-gga beat, he gon’ rob for that braids (yeah, yeah)
ran down on that b-tch, i had to bag her (huh, huh, yeah)
am i ayy, juice, all that -ss, yeah (fat -ss)
playin’ ’round with the dawgs, yeah that’s bad luck (grr, yeah)
when i switched up my ride, they couln’t stand us (huh)
live with it, all you n-ggas gotta deal with it (n-gga)
young n-gga, i’m still with it (sh-t)
call up my phone, cop my nine then i drill with it (grr)
i keep that two, i got robbed, i’m gon’ build with it (huh)
show you what’s real with it (huh)
young n-gga in the field with it (huh)
[chorus]
pulled out the lambo, i’m strapped like commando
play her like a banjo, trap out the bando
is you f-ckin’? i’m just sayin’ though
you know i ain’t playin’ ho (trap)
trav gave me that antidote, juiced up counter though
pulled out the lambo, i’m strapped like commando
play her like a banjo, trap out the bando
is you f-ckin’? i’m just sayin’ though
you know i ain’t playin’ ho (trap)
trav gave me that antidote, juiced up counter though
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