lord linco! - anthem lyrics
[verse 1: lord linco]
look into the mirror, and i don’t like that n+gga
don’t give me straps, ’cause i’mma clap, not afraid of the trigger
puffin’ loosies, ’cause i’m losing, linco’s never the winner
but keep it cool, because i’m coolin’ straight pon di river
searchin’ through the snow for the white rabbit, dammit
tryna let love rule like i’m lenny kravitz, sh+t
please excuse all my bad habits
’cause a n+gga tend to move like i’m nomadic
remember when i ride my bike through the highway
couldn’t help to live my life like it’s mysp+ce
update my status to be proactive
but all the same, i’m not to blame, because i’m still adapting
dyin’ on the inside, tell my n+ggas that i’m fine
hit the corner store to lay low, and regain my pride
feedin’ lies to the birds, cause i don’t really give a sh+t
and if i did, i need a zip of toilet paper, double stitched
[hook: lord linco]
f+ck the b+tch, f+ck that b+tch
f+ck that b+tch, i’mma f+ck that b+tch
f+ck the b+tch, f+ck the b+tch
in the back of the club, with a b+tch, she’s thick
f+ck the b+tch, f+ck that b+tch
f+ck that b+tch, i’mma f+ck that b+tch
f+ck the b+tch, f+ck the b+tch
in the back of the club, with a b+tch, she’s thick
[verse 2: $ilkmoney]
knock knock, it’s a thing at the door, look through the peephole
oh sh+t, who the f+ck is these people?
on the other side of the door, with a story they need to decode
a n+gga need to be bold, sticking to the g code
knock knock, happen again, like this the sequel
even louder than the prequel
they tryna get the n+gga for priors because my t++th gold
run back up the stairs, out of breath, i need to breathe slow
grab the deuce deuce, chic chic, i need to reload
grab some fruit snacks then acrobat out the back like matrix: reload, uh
the strap make a n+gga rewind like he was tivo
uh, traveling the divine path that we chose
blowin’ weed smoke with my negroes bumpin’ cee+lo
eatin’ cheetos with like three hoes and pea coat
while you stay getting your weed smoked by a weak hoe
you n+ggas pitiful and think you heroes
can’t see you, your superpowers make you invisible
your buzz short lived, and it’s time to go
like fat n+ggas climbin’ ropes and doing physicals
the dirt between my nails is 100% pure hustle
b+tch
[hook: lord linco]
f+ck the b+tch, f+ck that b+tch
f+ck that b+tch, i’mma f+ck that b+tch
f+ck the b+tch, f+ck the b+tch
in the back of the club, with a b+tch, she’s thick
f+ck the b+tch, f+ck that b+tch
f+ck that b+tch, i’mma f+ck that b+tch
f+ck the b+tch, f+ck the b+tch
in the back of the club, with a b+tch, she’s thick
[outro: lord linco]
b+tch is thick
with a b+tch is thick
with a b+tch is thick
i’mma f+ck that b+tch, i’mma f+ck that b+tch
back of the club with a b+tch who’s thick
i’mma f+ck that b+tch
i’mma f+ck that b+tch
f+ck the b+tch, f+ck a b+tch
y’all p+ssy ass n+ggas stay smoking mid
’cause i’mma f+ck a b+tch
in the back of the club which a b+tch who’s thick
b+tch is thick
f+ck the b+tch
f+ck the b+tch
back of the club, i’mma f+ck the b+tch
b+tch
b+tch
b+tch
back of the club, with a b+tch who’s thick
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