yandi1k - 11

Yeah
Three, four, five, six, seven
I fell in love with lethal weapons
Came out of jail I'm a felon
Got me two hoes, and I ran me a eleven (yah)
Mickey been tat on my arm
Called up my skelly, I told him go get em
Whole lot of steppas, my young nigga reckless You can't even step in my section (yee)
Got a lil bitch at the crib, yea she looking so fine
when she rockin' my necklace (yeah)
Eating me up like a zombie, the way that this hoe how she got me infected
Save me the blunt for the morning
I'm getting that bread, everyday I want breakfast
Got to go clean the fish tank, cause I done got blood on my diamonds (shit, shit)
Fuck this rap shit, them nigga they're pussy
them nigga they're dying about rhyming (ha)
Hit a lick, got rich, they dont even know that i got all this shit out of slimin' (cash)
I'm in the club, off the drank, they don't even know that I came wit my nine in (pop, pop)
I'm about to step on a nigga, we coming real deep and we pull up wit sticks (lets go)
I'm finna send all my shooters, yeah watch what you post you gon get in that mix (go, go)
Know that we masked up, time to scheme, we pull up in a honda civic
Talking like mickey, he don't really want it, he gon get up right in dat blitz yea (ha)
Three, four, five, six, seven
I fell in love with lethal weapons (pop, pop)
Came out of jail I'm a felon
Got me two hoes, and I ran me a eleven (yee)
Mickey been tat on my arm
Called up my skelly, I told him go get em (yah)
Whole lot of steppas, my young nigga reckless
You can't even step in my section (nah, nah)
Three, four, five, six, seven
I fell in love with lethal weapons
Came out of jail I'm a felon (huh)
Called up my skelly, I told him go get em (yah)
Whole lot of steppas, my young nigga reckless
You can't even step in my section
Mama said stay out the streets, but I couldn't cause I love them lethal weapons
I done ran up me eleven, you want you a zip meet me at chevron
no no we not net bitch, keep dat talkin shit bitch, you know that we reckless
Leave them all injected
Got red hollow tip, going through all da resident
My nigga we ready
Better put ya glock up
Cause it's about to get deadly
Better hold that shit steady
When the switchy go off
Niggas know they ain't ready
Now we leaving them deady
I thought that he know, that it's fuck you pay me
I done dirty my cup, it get messy
on a O-block dawg I feel like Nelly

Written by:
Yandiell Garcia

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