Lion-Hearted

Lyrics

[Intro: BabyTron] (Getta Beats) (I wish I was Jenry) (Damn, JakeSand) All this ice hanging off my neck can start an avalanche (Whew, whew, ice) [Verse 1: BabyTron] All this ice hanging off my neck can start an avalanche Sliding in designer head wraps, we the Taliban Way before I had some bands, young dawg, I had a plan Firebomb the whole block, shit get like Pakistan Twisting 'round in that Urus thing, I might crash the Lamb' (Skrrt) Huh, shit, so let me chill out (Whew) I'm a baller, boy, you pay to sit up in the crowd Hit after hit, shit, where the fuck my triple crown? (Where?) Closet full of new season, it's somе drip around Sick you still call yourself the plug and you can't flip a pound I don't rock the Kеnzo no more, I'm still lion-hearted I don't miss when I shoot, I don't know why you guarding Pocket full of green dubs, bitch, I'm balling like the Spartans Flying off the moonrock, me and gang high as Martians [Verse 2: StanWill and TrDee] Blue cheese and lettuce, got a salad in them Ksubi things I bet all his friends die if ganger let the Uzi sing Ghetto nigga, Glocky on my hip and let my jewelry hang I just met the realest bitch, it's funny 'cause her booty ain't I got big money, you got lil' pape' Michigan heavy, you some lil' weight Youngest nigga flexing, bitch, I'm Lil Tay Mister Pop My Shit A Lot, it's fuck whoever feel a way In the club mugging, ha-ha It's funny they don't know I got my blick on me Counting up a dub, thumbing, ha I ain't use the money counter, it's for strips only Looking like a porta-potty, all this shit on me I be calling all my friends "Quan", I got rich homies I don't trust 'em far as I can throw 'em, every bitch phony Next year, I'm walking outta Hutch with a big trophy (Whew, okay) [Verse 3: TrDee] Came from the bottom like a slave going to the North Please don't let these glasses fool you, I am not a dork I still been balling since I left the court Don't even try to fuck her if your money short Stop bringing him around, he bringing up the past This shit cost me some shit, I gotta leave the tag You want a nigga with some money but ain't got a bag Fucked her then hopped on the flight, I had to leave her sad It's okay, boo Touched down and hit a bitch, it's only day two In here watching movies, she ain't got no cable If you got something that they don't, they gon' hate you I been the shit like Mr. Hankey Do you want some smoke? I'll pull up with an eighthy She told me, "If I let you fuck, don't get to acting crazy" Turnt the tables on her, now I got her tryna have my baby [Outro: TrDee] Bitch ShittyBoyz shit