Loaf Murda - In the club

Last nigga tried
I beat his ass in the club
Don’t take no Ls
I walk out with the dub
Racks in my pockets
Got my jeans looking snug
I ain’t gotta flex they
Already
Know wassup
Last nigga tried
I beat his ass in the club
Don’t take no Ls
I walk out with the dub
Racks in my pockets
Got my jeans looking snug
I ain’t gotta flex they
Already
Know wassup
Bitch I’m loafed up
I don’t fuck you nigga
Ots the squad
You can’t bang around my crew nigga
Bloody on my feet
I had to cop some Christian Lous
Prolly made 100 racks
Before I turn 22
Blues
Bitch I’m in love with the blues
I am on top
I’m enjoying the view
No drake bout bitches is loving the crew
Ugh
Ugh
Ugh Damn I feel like hue
Young nigga with a attitude
I’m feeling like ice cube
A nigga flow so sick
I told them cook me up some soup
Shoot ya shot
You think you a shorter
Bitch I might come hoop
Hottest rapper in my city
From the stage to the booth
I Dont need no security
All my niggas some loose screw
Last nigga tried
I beat his ass in the club
Don’t take no Ls
I walk out with the dub
Racks in my pockets
Got my jeans looking snug
I ain’t gotta flex they
Already
Know wassup
Last nigga tried
I beat his ass in the club
Don’t take no Ls
I walk out with the dub
Racks in my pockets
Got my jeans looking snug
I ain’t gotta flex they
Already
Know wassup
Ugh
Ugh
Niggas cross that line
I up it
Spank a nigga right in public
Rip
Ain’t no discussion
I got 50 in the Glock
It get the drumming like percussion
Post in op land we all clutching
If they slide it’s repercussion
FAH
FAH
FAH
FAH
Every glizzy get to bussing
My bitch turnt on
While I’m drilling
I pull off
She get to sucking
Turn me up that’s on my mama
What’s in my bag a couple commas
I got hands
But keep the stick
Cuz niggas want that extra drama
Want a verse watch me get filthy
No Herbo
I needs 150
Double Fs
Forever filthy
I got the baddest sinner with me
Ugh
Them same beginners with me
Everybody winning with me
Anybody want that beef
It’s War time they spinning with me
Last nigga tried
I beat his ass in the club
Don’t take no Ls
I walk out with the dub
Racks in my pockets
Got my jeans looking snug
I ain’t gotta flex they
Already
Know wassup
Last nigga tried
I beat his ass in the club
Don’t take no Ls
I walk out with the dub
Racks in my pockets
Got my jeans looking snug
I ain’t gotta flex they
Already
Know wassup

Written by:
loaf murda

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