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Calidi Video (MV)




Performed By: Lambo EL
Language: English
Length: 3:07
Written by: BRANDON VINCENT HUGGINS




Lambo EL - Calidi Lyrics
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Yea yea woooooo Lambo turn up turn up
Turn up AYE
Dont give a f*ck bout ya feelings hoe
Making hits and we got plenty mo
They feed me beats and I'm like gimme more
We was posted by the liquor store
Hiding work up in the dresser draw
We them niggaz they been checkin for
And she been on it better check ya whore
Yea she been on it better check ya whore
Please get the f*ck out ya feelings
We don't give a f*ck bout no feelings
Can't see the boy cause it's tinted
I see it I want it I spend it
Please get the f*ck out ya feelings
We can careless bout opinions
It's high level gang and we winning
We coming we want a percentage
I roll the weed and I turn up
The bullshit it never concern us
Back in the day had to get my own weight
So these niggaz can never big worm us
Nicks and dimes what we started from
Them cloudy days we prayed to see the sun
Don't give a f*ck about ya feelings nigga
JERSEY RAPPERS IM THE HARDEST ONE
I'm just putting out bangers
This summer shit changing
I been killing everything producers started planning funeral arrangements
Blowing loud as I lane switch
Been tryna take the world over
I'm on my pinky and the brain shit
Blow torch how I flame shit
Summer coming got it lit again
Ask me what ima do with my first million
Might cop a crib but I really ain't spending shit
I'm tryna run that shit up to a billion
Murder the beat tell producer I'm innocent
If we can't find you we hit ya affiliates
Gotta spend the block can't leave no witnesses
What the difference is
Is we on some different shit
Dont give a f*ck bout ya feelings hoe
Making hits and we got plenty mo
They feed me beats and I'm like gimme more
We was posted by the liquor store
Hiding work up in the dresser draw
We them niggaz they been checkin for
And she been on it better check ya whore
Yea she been on it better check ya whore
Please get the f*ck out ya feelings
We don't give a f*ck bout no feelings
Can't see the boy cause it's tinted
I see it I want it I spend it
Please get the f*ck out ya feelings
We can careless bout opinions
It's high level gang and we winning
We coming we want a percentage
Oh these niggaz don't respect it yet
Keep doubting while we cutting checks
Put no trust in these bitches
For a Birkin she a f*ck the set
Remember when I had to call collect
Couple times niggaz hit reject
And I remember every bit of it
So don't hit my line up when you see we lit
Soldiers round me they move militant
I be lower then a immigrant
Kill the scene tell the judge that I'm innocent
We ain't strapped? You get sliced on sum Kimbo shit
Swing thru on some hang out the window shit
No games we ain't on that Nintendo shit
Never frauding we ain't gotta pretend no shit
Got ya wifey giving head behind limo tint
Shawty broke she gon f*ck for the benefits
Can't even pay her rent
I f*ck for the benefit
Not with that kissing shit we don't get intimate
When we get the work
It's cop it then bag it we flipping it
When she on a perc I swear she always in her feelings
Dont give a f*ck bout ya feelings hoe
Making hits and we got plenty mo
They feed me beats and I'm like gimme more
We was posted by the liquor store
Hiding work up in the dresser draw
We them niggaz they been checkin for
And she been on it better check ya whore
Yea she been on it better check ya whore
Please get the f*ck out ya feelings
We don't give a f*ck bout no feelings
Can't see the boy cause it's tinted
I see it I want it I spend it
Please get the f*ck out ya feelings
We can careless bout opinions
It's high level gang and we winning
We coming we want a percentage
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Yea yea woooooo Lambo turn up turn up
Turn up AYE
Dont give a f*ck bout ya feelings hoe
Making hits and we got plenty mo
They feed me beats and I'm like gimme more
We was posted by the liquor store
Hiding work up in the dresser draw
We them niggaz they been checkin for
And she been on it better check ya whore
Yea she been on it better check ya whore
Please get the f*ck out ya feelings
We don't give a f*ck bout no feelings
Can't see the boy cause it's tinted
I see it I want it I spend it
Please get the f*ck out ya feelings
We can careless bout opinions
It's high level gang and we winning
We coming we want a percentage
I roll the weed and I turn up
The bullshit it never concern us
Back in the day had to get my own weight
So these niggaz can never big worm us
Nicks and dimes what we started from
Them cloudy days we prayed to see the sun
Don't give a f*ck about ya feelings nigga
JERSEY RAPPERS IM THE HARDEST ONE
I'm just putting out bangers
This summer shit changing
I been killing everything producers started planning funeral arrangements
Blowing loud as I lane switch
Been tryna take the world over
I'm on my pinky and the brain shit
Blow torch how I flame shit
Summer coming got it lit again
Ask me what ima do with my first million
Might cop a crib but I really ain't spending shit
I'm tryna run that shit up to a billion
Murder the beat tell producer I'm innocent
If we can't find you we hit ya affiliates
Gotta spend the block can't leave no witnesses
What the difference is
Is we on some different shit
Dont give a f*ck bout ya feelings hoe
Making hits and we got plenty mo
They feed me beats and I'm like gimme more
We was posted by the liquor store
Hiding work up in the dresser draw
We them niggaz they been checkin for
And she been on it better check ya whore
Yea she been on it better check ya whore
Please get the f*ck out ya feelings
We don't give a f*ck bout no feelings
Can't see the boy cause it's tinted
I see it I want it I spend it
Please get the f*ck out ya feelings
We can careless bout opinions
It's high level gang and we winning
We coming we want a percentage
Oh these niggaz don't respect it yet
Keep doubting while we cutting checks
Put no trust in these bitches
For a Birkin she a f*ck the set
Remember when I had to call collect
Couple times niggaz hit reject
And I remember every bit of it
So don't hit my line up when you see we lit
Soldiers round me they move militant
I be lower then a immigrant
Kill the scene tell the judge that I'm innocent
We ain't strapped? You get sliced on sum Kimbo shit
Swing thru on some hang out the window shit
No games we ain't on that Nintendo shit
Never frauding we ain't gotta pretend no shit
Got ya wifey giving head behind limo tint
Shawty broke she gon f*ck for the benefits
Can't even pay her rent
I f*ck for the benefit
Not with that kissing shit we don't get intimate
When we get the work
It's cop it then bag it we flipping it
When she on a perc I swear she always in her feelings
Dont give a f*ck bout ya feelings hoe
Making hits and we got plenty mo
They feed me beats and I'm like gimme more
We was posted by the liquor store
Hiding work up in the dresser draw
We them niggaz they been checkin for
And she been on it better check ya whore
Yea she been on it better check ya whore
Please get the f*ck out ya feelings
We don't give a f*ck bout no feelings
Can't see the boy cause it's tinted
I see it I want it I spend it
Please get the f*ck out ya feelings
We can careless bout opinions
It's high level gang and we winning
We coming we want a percentage
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Writer: BRANDON VINCENT HUGGINS
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