lowlife - Special Beam Cannon

Yea
Diamonds on my hand
And I might just fuck her friend
All of these diamonds whenever I talk
All of this drip wherever I walk
I was in a bucket now it's foreign I'm gone do the speed
I might need a doctor it ain't good I got lean in my spleen
Do his ass like Piccolo I'll pull up with this Special Beam
No I don't wear gap Nomo' you know I'm rocking new Celine
Came up from nothing (OK) Turned it to something (OK)
I had a feeling since I was a kid
But I didn't know it would end up like this
Straight from the 4 I'm gonna rep where I live
If he going to play then he die where he stand
Niggas be hating but they really fans
I'm in the game and you up in the stands
Whoa
Let me roll my joint
Like a needle stay on point, I walk in and they all point
Like damn, oh man I think the perky just kicked in
Only got brothers don't keep friends
Cartier's on not no cheap lens
I'm in the air whoa whoa whoa whoa
How do it feel to put trust in yo' hoe
You know she going to cheat when she see me on bro
And that's why I don't trust hoes but trust me this Glock going to blow
So please don't act up
Flow sick you should back up
Better yet get your racks up
Low I ride low (Yea I ride low I don't really fuck with you niggas)
Low all on my own (And I'm riding solo I ain't never really need you niggas)
I was in a bucket now it's foreign I'm gone do the speed
I might need a doctor it ain't good I got lean in my spleen
Do his ass like Piccolo I'll pull up with this Special Beam
No I don't wear gap Nomo' you know I'm rocking new Celine
Came up from nothing (OK)
Turned it to something (OK)
I had a feeling since I was a kid
But I didn't know it would end up like this
Straight from the 4 I'm gonna rep where I live
If he going to play then he die where he stand
Niggas be hating but they really fans
I'm in the game and you up in the stands
Whoa
I got the flows like that nigga Lil Uzi
We pull up and we leave the clips like a movie
And then when we done we go light up a Doobie
Bring her to the crib and I beat up the Coochie like you should be proud
I don't give out dick loosely
I take that shit back I might go fuck yo friend in the back of this Benz
Oh oh oh man, Pockets on Swoll
I was eating out cans
I'm riding solo I ain't never need friends
It's on me everywhere I go
Racks up I don't need no loan
In love with the Styrofoam
DND don't hit my phone
Low I ride low (Yea I ride low I don't really fuck with you niggas)
Low all on my own (And I'm riding solo I ain't never really need you niggas)
I was in a bucket now it's foreign I'm gone do the speed
Do his ass like Piccolo I'll pull up with this Special Beam
(And I'm riding solo I ain't never really need you niggas)

Written by:
Anthony Burrell

Publisher:
Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

Lyrics powered by Lyric Find