YkWill - Lol Lyrics

The streets say they want smoke Forreal
My young nigga he trained to kill
Yeah
Uh huh! Yup
Fuckin on Lil mama
Make her stand up
Hit her from the back
Like I tackle her
I just ran it up
Got my satchel up
They was mad as fuck
They was mad as fuck
Lolololol got a black bitch got a Red bitch got a bitch that's yellow
Lolololol we tote 223 & aks that Don't need no ammo
Lololololol I think niggas funny Always talking bout some rich Shit but ain't got no money
Lolololol I think bitches bummy Always talking bout getting this And that ain't having nothing
Ain't having nothing I know Bitches broke
I know niggas broke
This shit a joke
Having plenty smoke ugh plenty Smoke
UFO tell me what you seen
Ball,  no moving screen
Above the ring
Feel like Gilbert arenas
Shawty suck on my penis
Really mean I got a attitude
I'm tryna fix my face
Beat a bitch like Yamaha my Homie Told me fix my bass
I been going Hella hard I'm Grinding ion even skate
Niggas wanna talk about the price I can't negotiate
Fucking on Lil mama
Make her stand up
Hit her from the back
Like I tackle her
I just ran it up
Got my satchel up
They was mad as fuck
They was mad as fuck
Lolololol got black bitch got a red Bitch got a bitch that's yellow
Lolololol we tote 223 & aks that Don't need no ammo
Out in traffic, having plenty Motion
Still ain't catch no motion sickness
Shawty say she reppin' what I rep Won't ever go against it
Learned my lesson do my dirt on solo
Don't do co-defendant
Pray blessings I just up da score They stuck at fourth and inches
I'm outside Like Spinelli
Hit em with them FMJ's turn his Body PB Jelly
I been smoking on that hoe she Ain't got shit too say or tell me
I been fucking on this bitch who Look like Keisha right off Belly
Might just parlay with the posse My whole clique convicted felons
I might just go smoke me a opp
No Guava leaf exotic melon

The streets say they want smoke Forreal
My young nigga he trained to kill
Yeah
Uh huh! Yup
Fuckin on Lil mama
Make her stand up
Hit her from the back
Like I tackle her
I just ran it up
Got my satchel up
They was mad as fuck
They was mad as fuck
Lolololol got a black bitch got a Red bitch got a bitch that's yellow
Lolololol we tote 223 & aks that Don't need no ammo
Lololololol I think niggas funny Always talking bout some rich Shit but ain't got no money
Lolololol I think bitches bummy Always talking bout getting this And that ain't having nothing
Ain't having nothing I know Bitches broke
I know niggas broke
This shit a joke
Having plenty smoke ugh plenty Smoke
UFO tell me what you seen
Ball,  no moving screen
Above the ring
Feel like Gilbert arenas
Shawty suck on my penis
Really mean I got a attitude
I'm tryna fix my face
Beat a bitch like Yamaha my Homie Told me fix my bass
I been going Hella hard I'm Grinding ion even skate
Niggas wanna talk about the price I can't negotiate
Fucking on Lil mama
Make her stand up
Hit her from the back
Like I tackle her
I just ran it up
Got my satchel up
They was mad as fuck
They was mad as fuck
Lolololol got black bitch got a red Bitch got a bitch that's yellow
Lolololol we tote 223 & aks that Don't need no ammo
Out in traffic, having plenty Motion
Still ain't catch no motion sickness
Shawty say she reppin' what I rep Won't ever go against it
Learned my lesson do my dirt on solo
Don't do co-defendant
Pray blessings I just up da score They stuck at fourth and inches
I'm outside Like Spinelli
Hit em with them FMJ's turn his Body PB Jelly
I been smoking on that hoe she Ain't got shit too say or tell me
I been fucking on this bitch who Look like Keisha right off Belly
Might just parlay with the posse My whole clique convicted felons
I might just go smoke me a opp
No Guava leaf exotic melon