Leonard - D-Lo Lyrics

Never been a man who stops
Never made shit but bops
Never made shit but bops
Comin in hot hot hot hot

Comin in smart like a turtle in the big race
Dummy in the office he a muthaf*ckin dick face
Big boom trap beat hit em with the big bass
Say you f*ck with Leonard then I guess you got sick taste
Big belt big waste
Tell em how shit taste
Welcome to Hell here's a visitors guide
Takin a look with a mirror inside
Don't try to run if there's nothing to hide
We see genocide but we paintin it over
Break em apart like we playin red rover
My lady on top so you know I'm below her
Feelin the luck on the four like a clover
Cut it up quickly, Stop at the Quickly
Get me a drink now I'm ready to bounce
A lion is low when it's ready to pounce
You shot it too late shit I hope that it counts
It's up to you if you wit it then I bet you we on
I'm feelin nice when I'm poppin bet I sketch you a song
I'm busy now but I promise imma catch you at home
There's been some nights that I wish I never left you alone
Pressure, on me me
Run up in yo face like 3 D
Never won shit like C P
Sandlot double L weenie
Feelin lifted like I am the pilot
Music droppin can you hear the riot
Bet they wish that I would keep it quiet
Aight bitch then I'm silent
Run up in the Telly but I'm feelin hella anxious
Take a couple hits and now I'm higher than a space ship
Talkin hella shit but really you ain't never made shit
Changing for the better but I see you still basic
Homie just face, the fact that I'm better
You ain't seen me in a minute cuz I'm stackin the cheddar
I see you f*ckin with the pigs and I ain't talkin the peppa
You a lil light weight, dude is light as a feather
We chillin makin them tunes
I like it dark cuz then I stare at the moon
I feel at peace in my room
I'm stayin hungry but say no to the spoon

Take a breathe, use the left
Got me cookin like the chef
You ain't the ref, so why the f*ck you jockin me nerd
There ain't a chance you got at stoppin me nerd
Cuz bitch it's easy like a
Free, throw
I'm disrespected like I'm
D-Lo

D-Lo with the free throw
Shoutout to the homie D-Ho
Feel a burn from the weed smoke
That's the only thang we know
Kick it at Rochambeau for the chips
Got me at stop and go for the kicks
Prime like Carmelo with the Knicks
Me and my homies we be lottery picks
Got a sticky situation like a bodily licks
And I be runnin up the numbers you be callin it quits
Top 10 right now, can you follow the list
Man talk that shit, you can fall on your wrist
Follow that history (Huh)
It ain't no mystery (Huh)
Either it's them or me (Huh)
Long as you remember me (Huh)
Listen to the whispers, I catch em and it's on sight
You must be smokin on that mid but im top dog and that's on life
And that's a promise jagged edge I'm the butcher without the knife
I'm bout to pop up Ashton Kutcher I'll bop ya on that surprise
We chillin makin them tunes
I like it dark cuz then I stare at the moon
I feel at peace in my room
I'm stayin hungry but say no to the spoon

Take a breathe, use the left
Got me cookin like the chef
You ain't the ref, so why the f*ck you jockin me nerd
There ain't a chance you got at stoppin me nerd
Cuz bitch it's easy like a
Free, throw
I'm disrespected like I'm
D-Lo