nexn lou – face of the what lyrics
[intro]
(yo, whatchu’ doin’, 4ddey?)
[verse 1: meeko suavea]
yeah, sorry i’ve been movin’ way too fast
had to leave the fake one in the past
i just had to get back in my bag
walk inside the store, we poppin’ tags, wait
walk inside the spot, like “what’s the problem?”
maserati movin’ fast, sit on top of yokohamas
if i need a lil’ break, i go straight to the bahamas
i been stackin’ up my commas, go invest into a shop
got the game from my pops, and i run it til this day
brand new speakers at the function just to feel the 808s
i gave bro a brand new mission, go ‘head, get it out the way
if we talkin’ bout the floaters, i got one in every state
i been out hеre runnin’ laps, don’t compete bеcause you can’t
you gave up because you lame
and my family really need me, i can’t spend too much on chains
on a island sippin’ fiji, me and you we not the same
i’m a beast, i can’t tamed
number one, they know my name
[verse 2: rrehab]
yeah, they know my name, i rock givenchy
wanna f+ck me for the fame, and i bought her fendi
racks, i got plenty
i was just up in the frog+eye bentley
b+tch, she know me as trndy
yeah, but now i’m double r
up in that double r, in this double r foreign broads
b+tch, we ball all stars
i bet she f+ck us cause we stars, (skrr, skrr)
up in that, (huh, huh) srt
it’s goin’ fast, b+tch, you can’t see me
[verse 3: nexn lou]
say with a caution, you know my name
why these n+ggas steady rappin’ the same?
this sh+t sweet, i won’t complain
come get in tune, never been a lame
they got me fed, i know a goof
who doubted on bro, wanna start a case
i gotta lil’ baddie with me, f+ckin’ with lou givin’ me brain
not up in the mix, but i’m in the game
wanna have my kid, move her to the a
they know i’m next, i don’t not play
swervin’ in the lamb’, i don’t not phase
on a different chapter, where is the page?
climbin’ to the brief, money in the bank
free my heart, stuck in the cage
gotta know i’m him,i cannot be tamed, grah
b+tch, face of the what?
i’ma bring drill to the lou’
a lot of these n+ggas be cappin’ or lyin’
they don’t ever wanna spin in a coupe
dude steady makin’ house calls to his bro
but he ain’t ever hit the stu’
and my name stay up in your tracks
because you irrelevant, and they do not know what you do
why he talkin’ bout stealin’ a flow?
goofy be rappin’ like durk on the low
mentioning e, but never up the scope
promise to bro, you be movin’ like hoes
and if you ain’t know, n+gga, now you know
that these bums be rentin’ they poles
say you got it, but you really don’t
they ain’t never on time with a floater
[outro]
(yo, whatchu’ doin’, 4ddey?)
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