lpb poody - violation lyrics
they askin how you doin’
well let me break it down to you
michael phelps sh+t, fell inside that water like a scuba
lil quin came home, yeah, they released another shooter
give a n+gga nightmares callin’ quin “freddy krueger”
his head hotter than a b+tch, might have to throw him in the cooler
no, we don’t ride in ubers b+tch i’d rather pull up in a scooter
choppa come from cuba
like i’m a handgun recruiter
beefin’ on the internet
he only talk on the computer
we got pistols on command
we be clutchin’ on that delta
any man never need a gang or a helper
like (?) marching band like i’ve always been a stepper
i’ll send my wolf just to blow down your shelter
these n+ggas playin hide and seek
why they dodging me?
took the game up outta reef
my n+gga shot a 3
n+ggas screaming that it’s beef
why it gotta be?
call that boy miami heat
n0body hot as me
repenting for my sins i know karma out to get me
these n+ggas is my fans just like calboy yeah they envy
roll a dutch smoke another opp an’ put em 6 ft
calculating all the other blunts it’s 1 too many
give his ass a shot no liquor ain’t talking remy
no, we not scared of n0body, no we don’t fear any
probation’s just a word i’m still clutching the semi
take a n+gga b+tch and feel her out so we can jimmy
strip her b+tt naked, i want ass out and titties!
h+ll nah johnny, just chill bro, you tripping!
lean in my cup so don’t ask what i be sipping
robbing was a hobby, k!lling n+ggas is addicting
like a water park we gon’ slide if he slipping
sneak dissing, n+ggas getting k!lled and end up missing
so, if it ain’t direct, please, don’t put me in your mentions
i done lost my mind, so much sh+t i be forgetting
but now i’m on another level, this sh+t can’t get no better
like what to do with all this cheddar, make it rain like the weather
gave a glock to my lil steppa, no we don’t clutch beretta
flyer than a f+cking feather, got my crew (?)
like whachu wanna do we can take it we ain’t playing fair
glocks got extensions like a b+tch with some baby hair
never been a stingy type of n+gga i was known to share
you catch me with two glocks yeah i got one to spare
put a n+gga ass in a seat give that boy a chair
presidential stick hit his ass he need obamacare
knock a n+gga out his britches, right out his underwear
tryna swim with them sharks, they’ll take you under there
thinking of a master plan just to get up out these streets
n+ggas creep tryna pull you down just to keep a g
but imma eat got up off my ass no i can’t be a leech
so i’m just playing in the sand cuz they said life a beach
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