Larry Lobster

Lyrics

[Intro: Anti Da Menace] Get to spankin' shit, lil' boy Yeah, yeah, yeah [Verse 1: Anti Da Menace] Put a nozzle in front of my chopper, we gon' call this bitch here Larry Lobster He say that he gang, but he can't hang, lil' bruh really imposter Nothin' but murder on my brain, you play with me, then I shoot your fathers Nigga thought I lost that check, just check my box, this shit gettin' larger I don't gotta take pills to go and drill, I'm still gon' have my skills Nigga play with me, get sent to hell, you know how Anti live Better not speak on Bigg, we whack your kids, smoke that boy like mid You say that's your ho, she get on dope and tryna fuck the bro I'm a rude kid, I swear to God that I gеt dirty, boy Bitch, I step on shit on purpose, I swear I'm nеver nervous, boy Oh, it's time to shop? Go grab your Glock and put it in a Kroger cart She suck dick, she choke, I told her don't stop, I'm tryna hear you barf 2 just wanna kill, he wanna drill, he be askin' where they live These niggas be talkin' 'bout Glocks, talkin' 'bout mops, I might just stab his rib They like, "Lil' bruh always muggin', he on that bullshit again" Oh, I better not see his friend, get hit with full clip again [Verse 2: Lil Bigg] Mask up, we go purgin', Bigg go drill, niggas know I don't get nervous Why you scared to come inside? It's too many fires, nigga know I can't serve you Name a nigga play with my gang and ain't get spanked, just know we stand on murder And I don't shoot out windows, I walk you down like my first name Herschel Glizzy got a shh, that bitch go brrt, then HopOut go skrrt Oh, he think he fast, think he Usain, we hop out on foot Bitch play with my gang, we go insane, we lay in your bushes Don't ask my daddy, I don't know nothin' 'bout that business, I'ma forever spank 'em Stand over him, let the clip rain in his brain, tryna see what he think I done smoked too many opps in these Backwoods, I'ma pour 'em in my drank You can't come around, be with my gang if you ain't got no body My youngin go spin off word, load up that splatt, he don't need no molly Real nigga, I'll lay all by myself and, nigga, you'll be my body [Verse 3: Anti Da Menace] Cartier my shades to block the hate, I really can't see nobody I'm ready to spank him, shit get dangerous, I'm like a devil angel Hop out with this big revolver and bust him like a Texas Ranger Lil' bruh be makin' posts, I swear I'ma kill him, just go do it slow I'll be damned if I don't do my show, I told lil' B5 drop the lo' Put this 40 in her mouth, that lil' bitch better not say a word Like once again, I'll spin again, lil' bitch, I'm not from 63rd If he step in this room, the Glock go boom, you would think I'm geeked off shrooms Told that lil' ho dip, you make me nervous when I be in my mood He get throwed off cliffs, lil' bro a bitch, he tryna steal my drip Call me Anti Flip, swear I don't miss, I'm tryna hit his lip Suck the dick 'til you slobber, from the West, lil' bitch, I'm not from Carver [Verse 4: Lil Bigg & Anti Da Menace] We go gloves and mask and burn the splatt, we make 'em do they job And I ain't got no rap friends, come 'round my gang and just know you gettin' robbed I'm havin' too much motion, ho, you gettin' blocked if you tryna cause me problems She think I'm finna sign, know I'm gettin' money, so she say I'm the father We don't tweet, we send a blitz, catch him tryna jump the fence Nigga play with Anti, lost his life just for the consequence Box on the back of my Glock, gotta make it home, I know what come with this Gang ties Speak on Gato, we come get you, just know we slang iron He coppin' deuces to them bitches through the grape vines This 95-deuce, you lost your mind, we blow your brains out You know how I rock, get in your spine, we blowin' them things out