Lntbaby - longstory Lyrics

Baby, ah, f*ck, let baby in it, bitch
They ain't wanna see it coming
Turn me down, ah
I said I quit, Monty

Threw my dog up in the lake cause he ain't have my pay
I was flying down the block, I was flying with a baby cat
I was flying maxed up, I'm flying with some babes
I hop up out the car to walk a nigga down with his cane

Niggas talking crazy, niggas talking on the game
Hit a nigga with the .40, I done maxed, took the nigga cray
Hit a nigga with the Gen 3, took away his brain
All y'all niggas talking hella shit, I bet y'all niggas won't talk up on the game

Got my little burner in the back, yeah, he be selling pills
F*ck the pills, I got some niggas, they been wanting to play
I got some niggas on the block that been slurring all day
I got some niggas on your block that put your nigga on the chain

After I started going home, so I can sip on some water
Then I rode that Grapple up, so your nigga can't talk
Your nigga wasn't talking hella shit, so his body got dry
Your nigga kept on talking so f*ck, f*ck

Your nigga got filled with the .40, so he got popped
I got your nigga sipping on his .30, he's sipping on his water
Wild Keisha and your nigga Sidney got a .30, he can't talk
The opp Jones, so I can take him off the block

Turned that nigga into a grubber, so I can light that nigga up
.40 hit that nigga lips, so he can shut the f*ck up
It's the last sound he seen when he was with his brother
My aim f*cked up, cause I wasn't trying to hit his brother

He light his body up, cause we left that nigga dead
All I seen when I killed that nigga was red
That nigga shouldn't have been talking on the net
I'm a dog, so they gonna take me to the vet

Locked down in a cell, you know I left my nigga fed
Cut the grass so I can see the snakes, I know these niggas bad
Once I got locked up, all these niggas got mad
Turned the nigga up on the block, I hit him with the opp

F*ck, f*ck, f*ck, f*ck
And it lit, baby, and it's
Nigga tried to set me up, so I just had to slide back
I f*cked that nigga, mother, yeah, I had to tap that

I had to f*ck that nigga, bitch, too, yeah, I had to do him like that
Niggas throwing panties, thinking niggas shack up in the paint
That nigga ain't shooting .30-R, that nigga shooting like .30-C
And that Curry, I don't know why he trying to sign me

And that nigga trying to aim for a nigga, he trying to aim for me
I put that nigga's whip in, I put that nigga on the T
I don't know that nigga, I don't know why he claiming L&T
F*ck, and that .40 on my hip, I'm gonna let it blast

Hit him with a fireball, I'm trying to steal his grass
Lil' shorty don't need a whim, lil' shorty got a fat ass
Tell your lil' shorty, come here and throw it back
Keep a Glock up in my case, I keep a Glock with a chop

And on the block, I got a ARP, you know I'm sending hella shots
That nigga thinking me, shooting .30-D from the paint
Nigga now on that timeout, don't know that nigga
All them niggas talking to is a motherf*cking skank

Lil' shorty need a whim, you know her ass stank