Cousin Stizz - LBS Lyrics

Cut all that little boy shit out
Big dawg hold, they gotta sit out
Them niggas talkin' on the phone again
Thangs on roll again
Bags on the road, get ya bid out
Hit the shit out

I got that Lamb' right on the road shit
Bread by the roll shit
I'ma make this shit exist 'cause we go and get it
Ain't worried 'bout a ticket
Boy, where we livin' at, on dat
Money, death, jail, rats
I done stumbled all across it
They probably line a million but they toxic
Frontin' like they see, but we ain't kickin' in they office
I ain't flippin' in they ball pit
I ain't livin' in they profit
Ain't for me, so we see the lane and wrap a route
When that beef gets started, ain't no need in havin' one foot out (yeah, yeah)

Cut all that little boy shit out
When ya chance to grow what you put out
Big stepping stones, lines stood out

Ayy, I rise the beam on
Puttin' all the team on
The strong ran like Donovan or Deion now we on
Bro hopped with light on nigga neon, got me on
Put me in the game 'cause what I see out here is beyond
40 of 'em outchea, half don't be on shit
Foots hot from run downs finding out you ain't meanin' it
Shit, I ain't mean to get it
Sittin' on the world and me
Front it with my team
All for the love of cream
That little boy shit out, I swear to god
Fall big, it ain't that hard
They don't wanna give a nod
Watch everything, what you seeing ain't a cinema
But it ain't a prob'

Cut all that little boy shit out
All them lil' wrongs gettin' big now
Things gotta go and get
Ain't no way of knowin' it
Been way long and schemes gotta get out
Look how it's lit now
Cut all that little boy, uh

Just For You
When I found out, it's for me too
Mm, okay