Live a little
Lyrics
It's LightPo
Bitch try to off herself, told her live a little
Walk in the club, they shaking ass, like blow the whistle
All different type of bitches, feel like I bought some skittles
I go for the slam dunk, I ain't have to dribble
They cut ya song off short, they say my shit better
I'm not a pawn, Imma king, call me Chris Webber
I ain't even know the bitch, my album cover on her header
I drive my car down the road, ya boy a bike peddler
Even tho my shoes size eight, I'm a big stepper
When am I going broke? Tuh, huh, never
I call her my lil baby, she a bed wetter
Choppa got some issues, cuz it twitch, shout out Trevar
Shout out Drego, make a play like popovich
Glasses, jacket, and shirt, spit super hot shit
Moving way too damn fast, they tryna clock it
I'm already on top, you can't top this
I am not a movie, but they got me on they on they watchlist
If we talking bout your life, than I am the antagonist
I heard my opp died, never felt that happiness before
Casamigos, got it at the the crib, I don't gotta hit no sto'
Doing too damn much for me, that's a hard no
Got a baseball bat, by my bed, that's hard bro
Only played one song, they like that shit go
Money nothing now, I swear I used to be broke!
Oh no, when I'm talking bout the pole, it's not strippers
Don't fuck with many people, only hang around winners
Came a long way from noodles, now I'm eating steak dinners
You be in the pond, I be in the ocean with the fishes
Wagwan, like I'm chillin in Jamaica with Jamaicans
Harassing me, like next to me, I got humble haitaian
Eating good, make you eat shit, just like your name plankton
If i pull my AK, out opps get to plankin
Why you always flexing, what you got
I was down, now i be up on the top
Why you saying that you wit' me when you not
One in the chamber, make it buss a shot
I'm so cold, how did I get hot
Drop an album, and you know it didn't flop
Know what the bottom like, now I'm chilling at the top
How you spend four K on some wock
I save that money
Only smoke weed, even if I'm high, you not funny
When I'm out I keep it tucked, handle hurt my tummy
If you thought I wasn't packing, you a motherfucking dummy
It's LightPo
Bitch try to off herself, told her live a little
Walk in the club, they shaking ass, like blow the whistle
All different type of bitches, feel like I bought some skittles
I go for the slam dunk, I ain't have to dribble
They cut ya song off short, they say my shit better
I'm not a pawn, Imma king, call me Chris Webber
I ain't even know the bitch, my album cover on her header
I drive my car down the road, ya boy a bike peddler
Even tho my shoes size eight, I'm a big stepper
When am I going broke? Tuh, huh, never
I call her my lil baby, she a bed wetter
Choppa got some issues, cuz it twitch, shout out Trevar
Shout out Drego, make a play like popovich
Glasses, jacket, and shirt, spit super hot shit
Moving way too damn fast, they tryna clock it
I'm already on top, you can't top this
I am not a movie, but they got me on they on they watchlist
If we talking bout your life, than I am the antagonist
I heard my opp died, never felt that happiness before
Casamigos, got it at the the crib, I don't gotta hit no sto'
Doing too damn much for me, that's a hard no
Got a baseball bat, by my bed, that's hard bro
Only played one song, they like that shit go
Money nothing now, I swear I used to be broke!
Oh no, when I'm talking bout the pole, it's not strippers
Don't fuck with many people, only hang around winners
Came a long way from noodles, now I'm eating steak dinners
You be in the pond, I be in the ocean with the fishes
Wagwan, like I'm chillin in Jamaica with Jamaicans
Harassing me, like next to me, I got humble haitaian
Eating good, make you eat shit, just like your name plankton
If i pull my AK, out opps get to plankin
Why you always flexing, what you got
I was down, now i be up on the top
Why you saying that you wit' me when you not
One in the chamber, make it buss a shot
I'm so cold, how did I get hot
Drop an album, and you know it didn't flop
Know what the bottom like, now I'm chilling at the top
How you spend four K on some wock
I save that money
Only smoke weed, even if I'm high, you not funny
When I'm out I keep it tucked, handle hurt my tummy
If you thought I wasn't packing, you a motherfucking dummy
Writer(s): Matthew Farley
Copyright(s): Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
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