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king libra - louder lyrics

hook x2
i need that gas louder
you know my style is louder
need my music louder
louder louder
you see how i whip its louder
groovy like austin powers
need my music louder
louder louder

chorus
louder louder louder louder
louder louder louder louder
groovy like austin powers
you know my style is louder
louder louder louder louder

verse 1
uh ooo hop out the bed
lil uzi vert push me to the edge
uhm yeah
f-ck what you thought
look at these diamonds i just brought
uh oh
she on go
but i won’t tell cause we on the low
uhm whoa
look at my wrist on froze
birds in the trap yeah i keep them crows
whoa uh
you don’t know
jugging it’s just me and my woes
whoa yuh
i’m on my vibe
i’m chilling with my crew and you know that we fine
thought i was done but that wasn’t the case
new kid i’m coming and they run issa race
got a new girl and she look new new
got me talking like yoogi hey boo boo
back on my bullsh-t again
this beat is going so dumb
i’m with a goddess ménaging
she rub on my privates
i swear man it is never one
jollies and soda
i gave her something to inhale she gone off the yoda
saw i was dope now they f-ckin with libra
lil mama hot and ready like little caesars pizza
stranger things yeah i keep them creatures
she sent the addy but i don’t want to meet her
swae lee said she’s a real crowd pleaser
dripped in all black like i’m a greaser
a n-gga stay fly like i’m peter
come with the heat you can get ether
been in the game yeah i’m a senior
she said don’t fucc with lames well i don’t either

hook x2
i need that gas louder
you know my style is louder
need my music louder
louder louder
you see how i whip its louder
groovy like austin powers
need my music louder
louder louder

chorus
louder louder louder louder
louder louder louder louder
groovy like austin powers
you know my style is louder
louder louder louder louder

verse 2
feel like asahd khaled
blessed
v ice on my wrist
flex
aye
all of yall n-ggas straight tweak
young king libra got a lock on the streets
only rapper i know
in the 410 that make his own beats
uh
and a n-gga gotta keep his hoes on schedule like every day of the week
uh
who the only n-gga out in ess-x crip walking like a n-gga snoop
uh
n-ggas don’t want no beef
i run up in yo house
you don’t don’t want it son
shawty kind of bad
she want what she can’t have
ooo
that b-tch call me daddy
that b-tch she a baddie
death star we holy
white girls like coca
shawty going blow me aye
libra i’m cozy
trap by my lonely
i keep it on me aye
n-ggas they fake and they phoney
stay with homies
run with my whoadies
running the city i’m tony
she wanna kick it
talking no goalie
she got them t-tties like holy moly
give her the motion
my sound is golden
know that i’m chosen
number one token

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