lil blade – whatever lyrics
[verse 1]
young n+gga, act like i was born in the ‘80’s
ain’t doin’ sh+t for free, you lil’ n+ggas gotta pay me
out in the game, before i let a lame play me
she a cool lil’ b+tch, but her head+game crazy
do it while i’m drivin’, i let god take the wheel for me
i don’t even know his name, but he’ll k!ll for me
called my phone, talkin’ bout they got a deal for me
they ain’t seein’ me, unless i got a mil+ comin’
got a spendin’+money habit, so i gotta have it
left my chain next to my phone, now it got water damage
got sick of dreamin’ ‘bout it, had to go and make it happen
just hit your b+tch off the karats, homie, you silly rabbit
you thirty, braggin’ ‘bout on sh+t i did in high school
could’ve brought out the louis, but sh+t, the white’s cool
ain’t even twenty+one, got all these n+ggas wives choosin’
ballin’ on these n+ggas, i don’t even like hoopin’
[chorus]
she won’t let you touch her, she gon’ let me do whatever
baddest b+tch, got her number, i don’t even text her
middle of the summer, f+ck around and change the weather
n+ggas playin’ tough, but scared of the diamond tester
love on my life, me and money go together
your n+gga was a lame, baby, i can show you better
blowin’ through a check, i don’t really know no better
sn+tch a b+tch soul, then act like i never met her
[verse 2]
n+gga, i don’t love your b+tch, she just love me
lil’ rat from the hood, she just love pink
yeah, spent the day with me, now she love louis
yeah, went back to you, now yall into it
got her boo+hooin’, i ain’t the only n+gga winnin’
whole crew do it
these ain’t one’s, lil boy, yeah, these blue’s, stupid
quick to break a b+tch heart, i never knew cupid
this b+tch hold a whole hunid, don’t you move, stupid
yeah, don’t try to beef with me, you gon’ lose, stupid
see this chain around my neck? that’s what you call clarity
that lil’ dilly ass sh+t, you should be embarrassed
lil’ n+gga, shut the f+ck up
[chorus]
she won’t let you touch her, she gon’ let me do whatever
baddest b+tch, got her number, i don’t even text her
middle of the summer, f+ck around and change the weather
n+ggas playin’ tough, but scared of the diamond tester
love on my life, me and money go together
your n+gga was a lame, baby, i can show you better
blowin’ through a check, i don’t really know no better
sn+tch a b+tch soul, then act like i never met her
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