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​no idea

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P-LO & ALLBLACK - Rap, West Coast Rap

​no idea

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July 18, 2018.

Lyrics

[Intro: P-Lo & Myles Parrish] Don't you know I got the city on lock? (yeah, ooo) Diamonds dancing when you see me outside (yeah, ayy) P-P-P-Lo, time to bring the bass back [Verse 1: P-Lo] Ain't nobody like me, bitch, I'm custom (bitch, I'm custom) There's a lot of fake shit I can't fuck with (no) If she let me in raw, I'ma bust quick Only hit her once, now she treat me like a husband (oooh) But she ain't my wife (no) She just want to be in my life Consequences, being that guy (that guy) Know the real from the fraud She know I'm drippin' the sauce Too far from gettin' involved Focus on the cash for the moment Since a youth always knew I was chosen Make bands, watch it double, let it grow quick Three-point all net when it goes in Like KD and Steph, lay up on on lanes with my left Keep some gold chains on my chest She don't know when, but answers with yes They call me the best when I dress, no less [Chorus: P-Lo & ALLBLACK] Don't you know I got the city on lock? Diamonds dancing when you see me outside Only one that's really reppin' my side In my zone, yeah I been in my vibe Whole gang with me, I know they gon' ride Got blue hundreds, really takin' my time (P-Lo, thank you for fuckin' with me) No idea what to do with my kind (P-Lo, wtach your bitch though) No idea what to do with my kind (it's Black) [Verse 2: ALLBLACK] He want to funk over a runner, shoot me with the pistol I make green lockin' niggas, I'm like Terrance Mitchell Picky nigga, I complain of the smallest pimple All you gotta do is listen, bitch, it's that simple Text my phone, three AM, like "Papi, you up?" I just let that brash reel, you know I tore it up That's the kind of bitch I need, drop all of them busts She support me when I'm down, won't quit when it's tough She said that nah that ain't her, want a totem pump She hate niggas like my Migos niggas hate Trump She accept me how I came, she ate the molly G-Star over my body, shoutout Big Tommy P-Lo and Black speed, we airin' Ducatis One more trip gon' have me ice water like TV Johnny Free yo' ass if you treat me just like errybody Last time your bitch slid through, she ate salami [Chorus: P-Lo & (ALLBLACK)] Don't you know I got the city on lock? (it's Black, thank you) Diamonds dancing when you see me outside Only one that's really reppin' my side In my zone, yeah I been in my vibe Whole gang with me, I know they gon' ride Got blue hundreds, really takin' my time No idea what to do with my kind No idea what to do with my kind

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Credits

Writers
  • ALLBLACK
  • P-LO