- YFN Lucci Turner Field (Stadiums) 歌詞
- YFN Lucci
- Look, two cups of Promethazine got me faded
Big boss worth a couple mill, *****, I made it
Uh, Super Bowl ring and my cup look like the stadium, yeah
I remember we used to hustle by the stadium
Bendin blocks and runnin from the cops, yeah, uh
I remember ridin in hotboxes, yeah, uh
Ay, we were somewhere tryna pop and lock
We spot it out then we gon pop the top
Made eighty thousand on the auto mall on that boy
I cant **** with none of you lil suckas, you *****s lollipops
And we good at poppin Glocks
My lil brother Jay caught a body, he dont know how to stop
Im trappin, *****, I might run off
Uh, we be in the partment, uh, we got hard and soft, huh
Used to pull out, get a ten, come back and break you off
Now my leather real soft, now Im prolly at Weezy house
I put VVs in my mouth, my potna cold clean you out, yeah
We made it this far, *****, we stars (Uh huh)
Plus I hold the chopper like I hold a guitar (Yeah)
Now I pull strings like a guitar
That lean got me throwed off, BG just like O-Dogg (Yeah)
Look, two cups of Promethazine got me faded
Big boss, worth a couple mill, *** **, I made it
Uh, Super Bowl ring and my cup look like the stadium, yeah
I remember we used to hustle by the stadium
Look, two cups of Promethazine got me faded
Big boss, worth a couple mill, *****, I made it
Uh, Super Bowl ring and my cup look like the stadium, yeah
I remember we used to hustle by the stadium
Ay , you think we just gon sit here and starve
**** wrong with yall? (Nah)
Think we aint gon play by my dawg, what wrong with yall?
We aint got no pressure slangin gun, **** the law, huh
If we aint got no paper we gon go sell the raw
Call my youngin, they pull up with stick, sell em somethin
Only for the money, they tryna take holmes head off, uh
From where we comin, you know we so hard head, yall
I lost my cousin to a ***** and my cousin wasnt even involved
Im thuggin, ready for war (What else? )
They aint care about my *****, why the **** should I care about yalls?
**** it, go kill em all, uh
Raised up in public houses
With no room on the bed, we had to sleep on the couches, yeah
Now we in the club, I got my foot on the couch and ****
My ***** dead , we gotta shoot up they house and ****
They like, 'We train with the feds, we dont know how to miss'
Only med sippin red, I dont know how to quit, yeah
Look, two cups of Promethazine got me faded
Big boss, worth a couple mill, *****, I made it
Uh, Super Bowl ring and my cup look like the stadium, yeah
I remember we used to hustle by the stadium
Look, two cups of Promethazine got me faded
Big boss, worth a couple mill, *****, I made it
Uh, Super Bowl ring and my cup look like the stadium, yeah
I remember we used to hustle by the stadium
Yeah
Rest in peace, Gino
I remember we used to hustle by the stadium
Yeah, yeah
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