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lacedean - low patience lyrics

“what?! but i’m not a weiney!”
-calculating-
“im sorry sir, but my sensors indicate you are indeed a weiney”
-m-ffled fighting-

(chorus) lacedean:
bang n-gga
what n-gga
hoe n-gga
f-ck n-gga
b-tch n-gga
trick n-gga
you gone get clipped n-gga
whip n-gga, soft n-gga you gone get lost n-gga
ridin’ in that stolen but i drive it like it’s bought n-gga
bang n-gga
what n-gga
hoe n-gga
f-ck n-gga
b-tch n-gga
trick n-gga
you gone get clipped n-gga
whip n-gga, soft n-gga you gone get lost n-gga
ridin’ in that stolen but i drive it like it’s bought n-gga

lacedean:
same slang, whatchu thinking?
we on that sh-t
i’ma run your block so you best be with that action
runnin’ down my city you get leaded up on max sh-t
i ain’t gotta tell him, imma squeeze, he can have this
bang n-gga
gang n-gga, this the team n-gga
what n-gga?
f-ck n-gga, you get beamed n-gga
whole squad, let it up, and the heem whit us
no thoughts
run it up til the beam empty
you was talking mad tough then we ran your corner
now you talking you got kids and you got a warrant
n-gga you can’t call your block, you can’t get your homies
ran it up with that steal, now you didn’t want it
n-ggas talking hard, like they really finna pop sh-t
i pull with that .40 so you know we finna drop sh-t
block sh-t
n-gga w-ssup
slide down that 4, pop sh-t
if you run up, been kept that pole
my clique, is for no ones
most n-ggas dumb
talk rough, imma slide down
b-tch gone get stole
it’s the same lil n-gga how you speakin on me
nothin changed lil n-gga cause i keep it on me
talking loud didn’t know i keep the demons on me
broom h-lla big, imma sweep em like its cleveland on me

(chorus):
bang n-gga
what n-gga
hoe n-gga
f-ck n-gga
b-tch n-gga
trick n-gga
you gone get clipped n-gga
whip n-gga, soft n-gga you gone get lost n-gga
ridin’ in that stolen but i drive it like it’s bought n-gga
bang n-gga
what n-gga
hoe n-gga
f-ck n-gga
b-tch n-gga
trick n-gga
you gone get clipped n-gga
whip n-gga, soft n-gga you gone get lost n-gga
ridin’ in that stolen but i drive it like it’s bought n-gga

kj:
running toward the fame
kj, kona
b-tch, said i got two names
lafayette to cali i could never find a main
might as well just find a local take her shoppin in the bay
hit erase like uh
kick her out her seat make a b-tch say please
hopping on her knee with no ring like “geez”
never had a n-gga express like me
gettin to the club underage id
i don’t flex on a bad, i don’t even gotta ask
“put your number on my iphone”
i just tell her that im ready we rollin up a bat then we in another time zone
f-ck a n-gga that question me
i don’t tell him all the deets
i just tell him rest in peace b-tch
got a squad
b-tch i got a lacedean
and the squid roll deep
and that n-gga got a mean clip

hipherc:
ay ay
tell me to say thank you, but what the h-ll i’m thankful for?
you ain’t never ballin hold me be back like my ankle sore
keep that bag on me that talk about (get your racks up)
drivin in my lane get the foul, that’s an and-one
ridin through the eight, and i’m ridin like it’s stolen
i don’t give a f-ck
you ain’t squid so i’m coastin
i will never cuff cause i seen you round hoein
but i prolly f-ck, then you see her legs bowin
send her -ss home
no, this ain’t no pretty woman
strike that sh-t down if you hate, bowlin
put it in my hands and i got it
jordan
stackin up the paper to the roof, h–rding
imma stack my money tall to the moon (to the moon)
ya she gotta bubble b-tt imma punn (imma what?)
let me take that -ss back to the zoo
let me buss that sh-t down in my room like

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