Little League - Havin Fun (feat. Kid Noir)

I hate whores like Little League
I'm havin' fun, I'm missin' shorty, man, I like to run, hold on
Yeah, I'm makin' runs, he feelin' shitty like he got the runs, ayy
What? My stomach hurtin', bitch, I need some Tums

Fuck all that fightin', bitch, we grabbin' guns, I'm throwin' ones
Shit, I'm in fifties, I got a drum, shit, I'm in some titties
Huh, we in your city, I been dat nigga, yes, we gettin' litty
I'm gettin' lit, I like to flex

I walk in the building higher than a jet
You raw-talkin' bitches, take him to the vet
I fuck her and treat her like we never met
I hate whores like Little League

Girl, why the fuck you hate me
She hatin' me
I been the only nigga that you see
Man, I missin' shorty, man, I think her

I think her name
Start with a C
Shit, I'm in B
Bad habits beatin' my ass

Batter, batter up, nigga, get a pass
Niggas try to be cool with me
Cause they think they finna hit the fuckin' gas
Black cop, black clothes, black gun

Just to go with the black mask
Dark and fast from the black flash
You a dirty bitch like you got a rash
She got a rash, man, I gotta pass

We in the steamer, man, we gotta blast
Cash, I need the money, nigga, need the bag
Dressin' bad like he was my dad
Cause that's pops

Watch how he dance when we hit him with chops
Claim that you game, but you hand with the opps
If you not talkin' money, you better kick rocks
That is not your gun, boy, that is a fuckin' prop

Glidin', glidin', bitch, we on your fuckin' block
Runnin' to the top
Damn
Blam

I'm in the studio, nigga, let me catch the fuckin' beat
Bitch, I'm tryin' to see
Ride you around the bush, baby, talk to me
Runnin' from my demons, man, I'm tryin' to flee

I'm in the Push to start , nigga, man, I need the leave
I might just kill that nigga while he plead
He finna die, put him in the leaf
He finna meet his maker, finna leave

I'm stickin' out like some bogus weave
I'm in the grass, hidin' in the weeds
I had a blessing fallin' from the tree
Nigga, at the big, put him on the tee

But, you know my real name start with a T
Trayvonne, why you leave
Shit, I meant oh League
Why these niggas always tryna be like me

A la mala P
Bitch, I'm in the front like some God damn Teeth
Niggas startin' violence, bitch, we need the peace
Niggas come together, man, we need some peace

Nigga need to leave like he lost his leash
Shit, she on a leash
All these niggas stealing many they is a leech
Nigga like the reach, so I gotta teach

Bitch, I'm not a pastor, but I gotta preach
Yeah, I gotta stay flea
Because they watchin', nigga, every move
Young nigga don't got shit to prove

He broke, he mad, he can't get approved
And I be in the hotel with my bitch
Catch me in a hot tub or in a pool
Got that Lava Girl in my club

But we don't play that drill, I'm way too cool
Bitch, we some young rebels
Cause we totin' heavy metal
Puttin' niggas in the dirt

But I need another shovel
Yeah, cause my last one broke
Just like your homie, that nigga a joke
He be actin' phony

He don't want no smoke
He finna get poked
This girl give me throat, cause I am a goat
I feel like Lil Yachty, I hop in a boat

I take your baby girl, call her the leverage
Like Pennywise, make a bitch nigga float
He was talkin' to 12 and they gave him a beverage
Nighttime is the right time to blow a nigga down

You know them AR-15 bullets finna wake up the town

Written by:
Deshawn Tidwell, Trayvonne Bradford

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