LLK

Lyrics

[Intro: Glokk40Spaz] Mob shit man (yeah) [Verse 1: Glokk40Spaz] Y'all niggas act, like y'all niggas want pressure Push up on you, then we pushin' the issue This Babylife shit, wipe his nose with no tissue It could've been over, but y'all niggas fled with them pistols And I know, I'm not sober right now but I need you I'm lonely right now, but my partner got murder I kinda miss mama dukes and I know that I hurt her I wanna fuck that lil' bitch, I can tell she a squirter They keep talking crazy on Instagram, G30 pull up and burn 'em And I keep all my vibes, numbers in my journal If I got no shell, he act like a turtle F.N. pistol got 'em jumpin' hurdles Met him in the beach, they found 'em in murder I miss the block and I miss King 30 Free Lil BJ, my lil' nigga not worriеd Lil bruh hit my phone, nigga, what's the word? Man, I need you home, nigga, this ain't fair Put onе in they dome, play witchu, I'm there I would get on yo' ass, nigga, 'cause I can My life movin' fast, nigga, man I swear Love my brothers, I'm Babylife until I'm dead Pop right outta that cut, make his ass bleed red He told on his gang, nigga, he went fed Them young niggas doin' shit that'll fuck 'em up in the head I kinda lied to that hoe, man I fucked up her head You lied to that hoe 'cause you scared Oh, he want the smoke 'bout some dead homies left him on read, hmm Nigga, catch me when you can, hmm And we don't fuck with 12 My gang sent them boys and they ran I got them Japanese hoes in the trap from Japan My nigga, they be on them xans The mafioso shoot yo' block up if you think that I'm playing All of my brothers, I miss 'em These niggas get triple crossed just like a Christian, hmm Nigga speakin' on Kyra, I'll kill em for real They tried to be the RICO of my gang, y'all know how y'all feel Tell Velly I got 'em, I'll always be here I do not wan' lose em, it made me shed tears I'll shoot 'em a movie just like a premiere Man, I got some tears that I can't conceal I will take niggas off nigga on drug deals This Babylife shit, baby, it get real When I see the police, you know I get chills Bitch, you mad at me 'cause I told you to chill [Verse 2 BabySolid] Mobb shit, don't come to the trap, we don't fuck with your gang Kickin' that door like I'm Liu Kang I be with the bat like I'm Bruce Wayne Young nigga shooting like 2K All your mans gon' die today Free way, 14, y'all do that Fucked up in the head, I'm too cray' Can't hang with the vamp 'cause you scared of that fang Let me find out that you lacking Babylife, get 'em, you know I get active Shooting shit up, I never go backstreets Hawk 'em, whack 'em down like Micheal Jackson My top shottas in the park when shit jurassic Put it back on who head? Boy, y'all niggas cappin' Ride round fully automatic Me and lil' Spaz, twin Glocks, we matchin' That nigga shook, he ain't know what happened Nigga was screaming like somebody slapped him Babylife shit, we gon' pull 'em like Pampers Bro got a stick, but they not in the hampers And my Glocks, they come with lasers Ain't doin shit right, you ain't got no haters Smoking on dope, getting high like vapor My weed more purple than Lakers And the pre-King 30 locked up for murd' Whole gang got straps, we keep it on murk You'll lose your life and this shit gon' hurt Velly gon' do that boy down bad Lonely, I'll put his name on a hashtag Young lil' TK, man, I know we gon' hear that Young nigga robbin', you wake in a shitbed Edit this bitch out til' we hear on a click clack He was out again, then we spin back I got some demons who fucked with my head, yeah Throw at the gang, my nigga ain't dead yet