Lieu - irl lyrics
[Lieu - irl lyrics]
Yeah, yeah
I'm gonna pull up with that Glock
I'm gonna run up on his spot
And we gonna jugg all he got
I cannot fuck with no opps
We hit a lick on lil bro then run
He won't shoot shit with that gun
Juggin' his money
I don't care if it's all ones
I do not care 'bout that bitch no more
Talk about money, you get no more
We hit a jugg on that bitch, for sure
I put a cap in his brain, he get smoked
I cannot buy that bitch clothes
Why do you say you make money, you're broke?
Kick that bitch out, tell her go home
Sit by money and watch that shit grow
Glock 17 with a drum mag, talk about money
We on that cap in your brains
Tell me you don't want that
I'm makin' money like Jame
I feel like Jame
I feel like Jame with that Glock with a scope
And I don't fuck with you
'cause you strange
I got 100s all over the floor
I'm makin' money, I don't stop
I'm gonna pull up with that Glock
I'm gonna run up on his spot
And we gonna jugg all he got
I cannot fuck with no opps
We hit a lick on lil bro then run
He won't shoot shit with that gun
Juggin' his money
I don't care if it's all ones
I do not care 'bout that bitch no more
Talk about money, you get no more
We hit a jugg on that bitch, for sure
I put a cap in his brain, he get smoked
I cannot buy that bitch clothes
Why do you say you make money, you're broke?
Kick that bitch out, tell her go home
Sit by money and watch that shit grow
Yeah, yeah
I'm gonna pull up with that Glock
I'm gonna run up on his spot
And we gonna jugg all he got
I cannot fuck with no opps
We hit a lick on lil bro then run
He won't shoot shit with that gun
Juggin' his money
I don't care if it's all ones
Emb
I'm gonna pull up with that Glock
I'm gonna run up on his spot
And we gonna jugg all he got
I cannot fuck with no opps
We hit a lick on lil bro then run
He won't shoot shit with that gun
Juggin' his money
I don't care if it's all ones
I do not care 'bout that bitch no more
Talk about money, you get no more
We hit a jugg on that bitch, for sure
I put a cap in his brain, he get smoked
I cannot buy that bitch clothes
Why do you say you make money, you're broke?
Kick that bitch out, tell her go home
Sit by money and watch that shit grow
Glock 17 with a drum mag, talk about money
We on that cap in your brains
Tell me you don't want that
I'm makin' money like Jame
I feel like Jame
I feel like Jame with that Glock with a scope
And I don't fuck with you
'cause you strange
I got 100s all over the floor
I'm makin' money, I don't stop
I'm gonna pull up with that Glock
I'm gonna run up on his spot
And we gonna jugg all he got
I cannot fuck with no opps
We hit a lick on lil bro then run
He won't shoot shit with that gun
Juggin' his money
I don't care if it's all ones
I do not care 'bout that bitch no more
Talk about money, you get no more
We hit a jugg on that bitch, for sure
I put a cap in his brain, he get smoked
I cannot buy that bitch clothes
Why do you say you make money, you're broke?
Kick that bitch out, tell her go home
Sit by money and watch that shit grow
Yeah, yeah
I'm gonna pull up with that Glock
I'm gonna run up on his spot
And we gonna jugg all he got
I cannot fuck with no opps
We hit a lick on lil bro then run
He won't shoot shit with that gun
Juggin' his money
I don't care if it's all ones
Emb