C Lifestyle - Space Jam

Racks up in my Louis jeans
Louis bag yeah Im Mr. Clean
Yeah Im sipping on dirty lean
Your hoe right here for the team
Miss the rage like Im Trippie Redd
Bad bitch and she give me head
Fuck a broke bitch that shit dead
Stacking motion yeah we stacking bread
Racks up in my Louis jeans
Louis bag yeah Im Mr. Clean
Yeah Im sipping on dirty lean
Your hoe right here for the team
Miss the rage like Im Trippie Redd
Bad bitch and she give me head
Fuck a broke bitch that shit dead
Stacking motion yeah we stacking bread (Go)
That bitch is on go
Why is you tripping?
She ain't tripping
Why is you fucking with a lame hoe
She said she fucking with C, cause she liking my flow
But I ain't really feeling her
So why would I switch on my Bro? (Lets go)
Niggas be capping about shit they ain't do
Fuck all you lames
You niggas ass
No we cannot let you fuck with the crew (Yeah)
Your shit the same your shit ain't new (New)
Play with the hoe like a motherfucking flute (Flute)
Me and Law yeah we up next
Beam on your motherfucking chest
Call my phone yeah fuck a text
Why you faking on the fucking gram?
New truck yeah thats a Lamb
This my song yeah this my jam
Balling like Im out in Space Jam
Needs some gas?
Yeah heres a gram
Yeah
Yeah
Im on a boat
Six rings on my finger
Feeling like MJ
I guess you can call me a goat
Imma hit it one time for the one night
Yeah no Im not talking Lil Boat
Feeling like a motherfucking pimp
Cause I got a all black fur coat
Racks up in my Louis jeans
Louis bag yeah Im Mr. Clean
Yeah Im sipping on dirty lean
Your hoe right here for the team
Miss the rage like Im Trippie Redd
Bad bitch and she give me head
Fuck a broke bitch that shit dead
Stacking motion yeah we stacking bread (Go)
That bitch is on go
Why is you tripping?
She ain't tripping
Why is you fucking with a lame hoe
She said she fucking with C, cause she liking my flow
But I ain't really feeling her
So why would I switch on my Bro? (Lets go)
Niggas be capping about shit they ain't do
Fuck all you lames
You niggas ass
No we cannot let you fuck with the crew (Yeah)
Your shit the same your shit ain't new (New)
Play with the hoe like a motherfucking flute (Flute)
Me and Law yeah we up next
Beam on your motherfucking chest
Call my phone yeah fuck a text
Why you faking on the fucking gram?
New truck yeah thats a Lamb
This my song yeah this my jam
Balling like Im out in Space Jam
Needs some gas?
Yeah heres a gram

Written by:
Caleb Fogg

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