a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

litlikevik - tommy lyrics

[chorus]
hop in the coupe
when i want money i hop in the booth
hopin to prove time keep on running and running i’m hoping i’m open to nothing but truth
i just got problems on problems and bottles don’t solve em i really got nothing to lose
coping by smoking and smoking the dope and just hoping the rope don’t get tied in a noose
real smooth
sl!ck like your wrist just slit real ruth
every single shot you took you miss like you p+ss and you ain’t know you had to sh+t too
thats true, if you ain’t win sh+t then the sh+ts on you
what you mean the grass ain’t green when i pull up on the scene motherf+cker god d+mn its blue

[verse]
rich like im roddy
pinky rang i got rangs on me like audi
i cannot trust you got issue like aubrey
i cannot trust you no trust in no body
this sh+t a hobby
when i wake up i just smoke and make coffee
when i go out i just hop on ducati
give me a beat ima float like i’m ali
then i come in with the hook like i’m rocky
i said i come in with hook like i’m rocky
but i keep spitting this verse cus i’m c+cky
i’m a keep flowing and flowing and flowing like water you know kawasaki
i’m a just stack up my coin and hop in a boeing and go where i go i don’t copy
i do not want any problems but my boy tommy he could be choppy
he could be choppy
sh+t could get messy and its could get sloppy
hidden in tropics still hittin optics
we on the news now we just a topic
i got some plans don’t f+ck with the xans
and d+mn i still get it popping
stacking the bands when i’m out of hands
and ain’t no way that you gon stop it
no point in stopping
24/7 i gotta stay clocked in
i got an album i need to be dropping
and i got no time for it to be flopping
no
no point in flopping
top of the key and i gotta be locked in
i got an album i needa be dropping
hold up she comin back i needa hop in that hoe
[chorus]
hop in the coupe
when i want money i hop in the booth
hopin to prove time keep on running and running i’m hoping i’m open to nothing but truth
i just got problems on problems and bottles don’t solve em i really got nothing to lose
coping by smoking and smoking the dope and just hoping the rope don’t get tied in a noose
real smooth
sl!ck like your wrist just slit real ruth
every single shot you took you miss like you p+ss and you ain’t know you had to sh+t too
thats true, if you ain’t win sh+t then the sh+ts on you
what you mean the grass ain’t green when i pull up on the scene motherf+cker god d+mn its blue

[post+chorus]
yea
from the city of the screw
throw the h nothing new
very steady with the crew
very ready to
yea
from the city of the screw
throw the h nothing new
very steady with the crew
very ready to

hop in the coupe
when i want money i hop in the booth
hopin to

- litlikevik lyrics

Random Lyrics

HOT LYRICS