LeeMan - Pick & Roll (feat. Montyyy)

Trap phone Major dope, LeeMan (Montyyy) got that extra smoke
Diamond chain hanging low, I just do the pick and roll
They don't want no smoke, They don't want no smoke
I rolled the dice like three times in a row

Thirty glock on me bitch you know that i'm clapping
You is a poser you ain't about the action
You niggas is fake we know that you cappin
I'm the Grim Reaper I might catch you lacking
Might catch a body but I do no bragging
Bro caught a body and then he started laughing
How you a trapper your money not stacking
You was up then you went broke how that happen

Been trapping out the group home on cellular phones
If you hating on me little shawty then your dead wrong
It's a man down, niggas got they hand out
I don't do no hand outs (nooooo) Nigga nooo
watch me gooo, bout to hit this lick I pray i make it home
Niggas mad at me cus I got racks on me
I'm going against gravity i'm trafficking

I ain't even up yet, but i'm counting up a big check
Member last year I was broke
I turned five hundred to four thousand that's just off a show
Niggas hating cus they shit is basic and my shit gone go
Don't got to buy views or no followers
give me about two years i'm gone blow
These niggas ain't leaders they more like some followers
They going to follow wherever I go
They don't want no smoke, They don't want no smoke
Brodie got that pole he gone pick and roll
Could of fucked your bitch but I picked a different hoe
I fucked her then I left that's called a pick and go
We x'n out these o's like it's tic tac toe
Bullets it's gone shoot through clothes
Keep your mouth closed got to stick to the code

But i'm smoking dope, and that's real shit
Let me hit the blunt like a kill switch
Nigga what, what you gone do with the shit
What you gone do with that brick
Chop in half and flip that shit
I did the math and took the risk
I did the dash like holy shit
Diamonds dancing so fancy can't understand me
Jalen Ramsey the Rams D, they wanna jam me
Get me jammed up, The cops trying to set me up
The opps trying to set me up
Niggas trying to leave me stuck unn
Yeah, here go a Grammy unn
These niggas be actors yeah
These niggas ain't rappers yeah
These niggas can't fuck with me aye
They ain't on my status yeah
Check out the status yeah aye
Ball like i'm Magic yeah
You ain't even know, trap nigga on a trap phone
LeeMan got that major smoke that major dope
Nigga I got that major smoke that major coke
Woahhh woahh, hit the trap like woahh
Niggas mad at me, i'm your majesty

Trap phone Major dope, LeeMan (Montyyy) got that extra smoke
Diamond chain hanging low, I just do the pick and roll
They don't want no smoke, They don't want no smoke
I rolled the dice like three times in a row
Triple in a row, pick em in a row, pick em then I roll trap phone code
All my niggas true they never break the code
All my niggas true they stay down ten toes

Written by:
Bruce Hurdle

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