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lil lik - 10 in detroit lyrics

[intro]
she ain’t tryna have my son, she keep tryna play (let me hear it from the end, my bad)
n+gga
alright

[verse 1]
i don’t even know what to say, i’m finna ask my bae
alicia ain’t tryna have my son, she keep tryna play
you wanna know how much i charge? ask baby k
if you ain’t got twelve hundred for no feature, then get out my face
it’s twenty thousand on me now, i got this outta chase
if it ain’t five thousand to your name, then why you talkin’ pape’?
it’s me and chino eatin’ hibachi on a double date
this lil’ b+tch think i’m finna eat her p+ssy, b+tch, you f+ckin’ laced
he hit the road for two thousand, boy, you in the way
this n+gga made his first ten racks, he think hе in the game
colorado gettin’ hot, i’m finna switch my statе, b+tch
yeah, this where travis hunter play, alright, b+tch
she actin’ bougie, i’ma link and f+ck a different day
skino locked up and nick dead, boy, this some different pain
used to callin’ us on four n+ggas, we got different names
this ain’t that ten racks from yesterday, b+tch, this some different pape’
tayvion got his ass smoked for tryna get a name
juju got popped inside detroit, we smoke him every day
fatty got hit in his waist, now he can’t walk the same
he out here on that wheelchair, i know he feelin’ lame
he got a crib inside grand blanc, i know he feelin’ safe
smacky got his head hit with that k, now he can’t show his face
this n+gga talkin’ twenty thousand, i got that in my safe
i ain’t even come to f+ck, i’m tryna talk, watch movies, and cake
i came with all my lil’ brothers, say what’s up to gang
i ain’t even come to f+ck on you and leave, i’m tryna f+ck and stay
[verse 2]
she got her lace front done, i’m finna f+ck it up
i ain’t even come to play around, you tryna f+ck or what?
n+ggas jump rope when we start shootin’, n+ggas double dutch
i’m in the paint workin’ on my pivot, this a double clutch
zariel told me to chill, i’m finna take my time
promoters better not book me for no show if i can’t take my fire
mama, i can’t leave without my gun, they tryna take my life
she tryna argue when i’m off them percs, she tryna block my high
i can’t even find my b+tch, where my bae at?
i’m tryna pull up on you right now like where you stay at?
all them kiss emojis, heartin’ my b+tch picture, i don’t play that
this n+gga still ain’t never shot n0body with his safe ass
they want me litty off that liquor, i’m finna fake dance
you can catch me with them four n+ggas, not no fake friends
they play my music, but they play the opps, so them some fake fans
my second+grade prescription glasses was some ray bans
two percocets inside my body, i’ma break dance
i’m off that liquor, b+tch, i need a break, i’m finna take ten
i’m finna go inside the crib, b+tch, just wait here
i ain’t tryna watch my niece today, she goin’ to daycare
i ain’t tryna have no company because my bae here
you say you had a threesome with them hoes, lil’ bro, just say swear

- lil lik lyrics

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