Leo BBA - THEY SWEAR

They swear that they know me
I swear that they don't tho
I got a bitch out in Cabo want me to hop on the plane she gon deep throat
Bands in my pants
Got me moving like I'm slow
Plug hit my phone bout to meet up w chapo
I get the pacc n I send it to my bro
Bro on the blocc he push keys like piano
Ain't smoking on booty this shit is gelato
Like Run up this money I'll
Run up this cake
He play w my money Put him in a vase
You Roll up that doja
I roll on my oppas
Cause I do not mind when
My blunt is laced
Brodie a killa He shoot everyday
My life a movie Dvd blue ray
Call her Alexa She do what I say
I Just fucced his bitch Tellem get his bae
I'm Fucking yo hoes you niggas getting played
Leo up next Can't come in last place
BBA balling Like this shit 2k
You Niggas be fake And y'all roccin toupées
YArd full of Roccs cause I don't fw Snakes
Niggas get beat On like 8-0-8
Can't fw you Boi you talk to The jakes
Free all my Brothas Thats locked In the clank
Weed my Cologne I stay smoking dank
THC sprite I don't fw drank
Sosa my brotha He did shit you can't
Leo like James He go hard In the paint (Hard asf)
Leo like James he go hard in the paint
On God
Okc nigga yea where I stay
Shout the ones tryna Make em a way
It ain't easy to get up everyday
Really it's easy to just be complacent
That's why I watch who I keep in my circle
All of my niggas keep me motivated
Phone DND do wanna be distracted
You lookin for me, I'm wherever the bag at
Walk on me odly boy you betta Back back
You see Goonie w me n be shoot
My lil nigga don't play by the rules
You a fool if you don't keep a tool
Niggas plot just to rob all yo jewels
Have you been outside lately it's cold
Best you stay out the way and be ghost
These days it be yo friends that be faux
I get jiggy in my city
That nigga leo stay litty
BBA w me Yea that my muhfuc family
Nigga if you talking bout bread
Then come on n link up
Nigga we'll make it together
I don't got time for the slackers
Head full of cheese
They think that boy play for the packers
I get jiggy in my city
That nigga leo stay litty
BBA w me Yea that my muhfuc family
Nigga if you talking bout bread
Then come on n link up
Nigga we'll make it together
I don't got time for the slackers
Head full of cheese
They think that boy play for the packers
I get jiggy in my city

Written by:
Leo BBA

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