lil jing - lil jing x lil frank - enemie$ lyrics
lil jing verse:
verse 1:
shout to my boy alec
yeah i mean a lotta people thought couldn’t do it
climbing to the top – five phones just to loose it
i be stealing all the b-tches and you know the h-lla bad
got the cash pop a zanny if i’m ever feeling sad (ay)
they like how you glow up to the top so quickly
pull up to me and i’ll spray my clip untill it’s empty
pnly date a girl if you can tell that she’s a thicky
pull up to the mall and you know that i’m flexin fifties
only cop a hoodie if you know it lookin nice
only purchasing a rastaclat to add it to my ice
you know- we don’t flex with twenties man that sh-t is h-lla weak
if your outfits h-lla basic then there’s sh-t you gotta tweak
all the b-tches saying nike shoes are better than adidas
you irrelevant as f-ck and b-tch i’d never wanna be ya
cop an r8 lexus anything to flex
got the gucci on my wrist and copped the louis on my neck
chorus:
it’s lil jing b-tch boy you know i got the sauce yeah
i only go for baddies b-tch i never go for thots
it’s lil jing b-tch boy you know i got the sauce yeah
i only go for baddies b-tch i never go for thots
verse 2:
i be stealing all your b-tches watch who your girl texts
h-lla good at singing spitting heat is what i’m doin best
i’m living h-lla cozy got me chilling in the west
if you ever diss me then you’ll take an l just like the rest
lil frank:
verse 1:
lil frank, but i’m not a little b-tch, your b-tch at my place and she is all up on my d-ck
ay, don’t make me pull up the clip, if you run up on me then i’ll make you wish you called it quits
skrt out to the party pulling up the double cup, i’m too much to handle boy you better double up
my stuff is not weak so do not call me lil pump, don’t make me pull up the stick or you will run like forest gump
verse 2:
your b-tch is loyal but she in my mentions
took off her pants for a little attention
music relieve me of all of my tensions
my sh-t it’s gon spread just like an infection
maybe i’ll soon be on xxl freshman
go vote lil jing for the junior election
all these hoes but check the b-tch that i’m getting
all this money you could say that i’m breading
verse 3:
now we sippin all these hennesee, all these enemies yeah they come to me
but these enemies are not friends to me, i might k!ll them accidentally
these enemies come from centuries, and they all come just relentlessly
when they see me, they remember me they like who you tryna pretend to be?
i be skrting all the way up to the 6, hop on us and i’ll go pull up the extendo clip
every shot that i take even if i whiff it hits, all of these songs you know they gon’ be on my mix
bring some back just for me and my clique, all me and my brothers just do is smoke cigs
see the feds and we all gonna dip, gone in thin air just like a magic trick
make a hit and go blow up just like lil xan, all of this sh-t talking man i swear you’ll catch the hands
if you see me dead than i bet that you will be glad, my pockets are only filled with all of them blue bands
(track ends)
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