I probably got just what you need, I'm like Gilbaltra, Trade Center I'm like, Ang I do it all, I'm a f*ckin' wave bender
He Ain't loyal to the team, that nigga tryna trade niggas I know some street Navy Seals, I spent bands with grave diggers
I ain't cryin' bout no losses, really, that's what made niggas I went broke, got back lit, did it with the same niggas
Burnt the run so quick, just like Usain did it
She wanna pick the third for the threesome, told that bitch, same difference
Your driver Ls bad and f*ck up plays like Monty Williams
This chop shoot 556 will make you jump like Blake Griffin
My chase phone got some static, threw that bitch in Lake Michigan I feel like John Major, my last bitch wanna finish me
My ID say I'm American, but my shoes made of Italy
In high school, I was crazy, bustin' jugs in assemblies
Cwill, know he, my brother, we been thuggin' since Kennedy
Your best run wasn't nothin', that shit ain't turnt as I'm finna be
Wish I kept that coin I sold, would've been rich as f*ck
I done bounced back a hundred times, swear' it ain't no luck
We was young as hell in the A, ridin' through the Bluff
Back and forth wit Sleeves, arguin' who was first with pink runtz
I went perk crazy one year, I never touched the pink ones
Pops died in AZ, Ill never bet on Phoenix Suns
I'm on stock X, punchin' LV Ones, I'm taxin' when I'm sellin' them
Marni hat up in the air, I ain't gon' rock it till the sweater come
I be high as hell, when I wake up, still ain't sober
Granny call me chemist, change the color of my soda
I got ten bands and dubs, I can spread it, but can't fold it
I learned shit don't last forever, now I'm livin' in the moment
Caught a flat up in the track, cause Brody drive it like he stole it
I got God and fifty shots, so I ain't duckin' no opponents
I'm on the West, on the daily, I made a couple bands on Conant
I keep some real niggas with me, heard at the top, it get lonely
Longmoneyscoot - LARRY CRIB Lyrics
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I probably got just what you need, I'm like Gilbaltra, Trade Center I'm like, Ang I do it all, I'm a f*ckin' wave bender
He Ain't loyal to the team, that nigga tryna trade niggas I know some street Navy Seals, I spent bands with grave diggers
I ain't cryin' bout no losses, really, that's what made niggas I went broke, got back lit, did it with the same niggas
Burnt the run so quick, just like Usain did it
She wanna pick the third for the threesome, told that bitch, same difference
Your driver Ls bad and f*ck up plays like Monty Williams
This chop shoot 556 will make you jump like Blake Griffin
My chase phone got some static, threw that bitch in Lake Michigan I feel like John Major, my last bitch wanna finish me
My ID say I'm American, but my shoes made of Italy
In high school, I was crazy, bustin' jugs in assemblies
Cwill, know he, my brother, we been thuggin' since Kennedy
Your best run wasn't nothin', that shit ain't turnt as I'm finna be
Wish I kept that coin I sold, would've been rich as f*ck
I done bounced back a hundred times, swear' it ain't no luck
We was young as hell in the A, ridin' through the Bluff
Back and forth wit Sleeves, arguin' who was first with pink runtz
I went perk crazy one year, I never touched the pink ones
Pops died in AZ, Ill never bet on Phoenix Suns
I'm on stock X, punchin' LV Ones, I'm taxin' when I'm sellin' them
Marni hat up in the air, I ain't gon' rock it till the sweater come
I be high as hell, when I wake up, still ain't sober
Granny call me chemist, change the color of my soda
I got ten bands and dubs, I can spread it, but can't fold it
I learned shit don't last forever, now I'm livin' in the moment
Caught a flat up in the track, cause Brody drive it like he stole it
I got God and fifty shots, so I ain't duckin' no opponents
I'm on the West, on the daily, I made a couple bands on Conant
I keep some real niggas with me, heard at the top, it get lonely
He Ain't loyal to the team, that nigga tryna trade niggas I know some street Navy Seals, I spent bands with grave diggers
I ain't cryin' bout no losses, really, that's what made niggas I went broke, got back lit, did it with the same niggas
Burnt the run so quick, just like Usain did it
She wanna pick the third for the threesome, told that bitch, same difference
Your driver Ls bad and f*ck up plays like Monty Williams
This chop shoot 556 will make you jump like Blake Griffin
My chase phone got some static, threw that bitch in Lake Michigan I feel like John Major, my last bitch wanna finish me
My ID say I'm American, but my shoes made of Italy
In high school, I was crazy, bustin' jugs in assemblies
Cwill, know he, my brother, we been thuggin' since Kennedy
Your best run wasn't nothin', that shit ain't turnt as I'm finna be
Wish I kept that coin I sold, would've been rich as f*ck
I done bounced back a hundred times, swear' it ain't no luck
We was young as hell in the A, ridin' through the Bluff
Back and forth wit Sleeves, arguin' who was first with pink runtz
I went perk crazy one year, I never touched the pink ones
Pops died in AZ, Ill never bet on Phoenix Suns
I'm on stock X, punchin' LV Ones, I'm taxin' when I'm sellin' them
Marni hat up in the air, I ain't gon' rock it till the sweater come
I be high as hell, when I wake up, still ain't sober
Granny call me chemist, change the color of my soda
I got ten bands and dubs, I can spread it, but can't fold it
I learned shit don't last forever, now I'm livin' in the moment
Caught a flat up in the track, cause Brody drive it like he stole it
I got God and fifty shots, so I ain't duckin' no opponents
I'm on the West, on the daily, I made a couple bands on Conant
I keep some real niggas with me, heard at the top, it get lonely
Writer: Sean Johnson
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