BabyTron - LeTron James lyrics

Will, stop playin' with these niggas ahem
ShittyBoyz

My last bitch broke my heart
And left a nigga empty
So,  cut it out with the love
'cause it don't tempt me
Pocket full of blues
So the opps full of envy
Punches deadly, go and tell the clerks
"I'm on a juggin' frenzy"
You talk a lot of shit
I hope that you believe in Jesus
'Cause if a hollow hit yo' ass
Then you gon' prolly need him
But if it hit the neck up
You gon' prolly meet him
The only thing I fight is demons, run up
I'ma leave him
I heard it's money on my head, bitch
Come noodle me (Come and do it)


ShittyBoyz losing, huh
Bitch that's new to me (It is)
I'm one of a kind, bitch
It ain't no two of me (No, it ain't)
Don't forget who I am, ain't no fooling me
I'ma make you proud granny
Know you watching me (RIP)
And if you tryna beef with bro
Then you're an opp to me
And that's your ass if we catch you
And no coppin' please (Rrah)
I'm the realest bitch, ain't no probably
(Woo) you fucked up fuckin' up
I hope you know that shit (Woo)
This bitch in love, get the phones
Then I ho that bitch (Haha)
Bright ass future
But I came from hopelessness (All facts)
Stop askin' how to ball
I don't coach and shit
You can give a bitch the world
But she'll still want the moon
For all the hoes that did me bold
Y'all gon' feel it too
Huh, matter fact, y'all gon' feel it soon
I don't do the drugs, hit the boof
And let it heal the wounds
Good Yeezys on, I'm feelin' like I'm Kanye
Had to block that bitch like a bear
'cause she was on games
Hit the staples center off the punch
Call me LeTron James
I just wan't my team to win
I'm feelin' like LeBron James
I wish I still had a heart
That I could love with
I just thank God I still got
Hands that I could jugg with
Watch your mouth, you talkin' to the source
I'm the plug bitch
Ninety-nine percent valid rate
Watch the dumps hit
And, if I up the stash, nigga
That's a scary sight (It is)
Guarantee you up the stash
That's a pair of mikes (Lame)
Coming up on hot shit, drop your Fahrenheit
(Bitch) came from the dirt
But I'm heading to the paradise
Hit my line if you bangin'
With the bank accounts
You rather try and steal the sauce
That's the Plankton route (Do it)
Earthquake in this 40, pull up
Shake the house (Rah)
Clayvon on tip, if he pull up
You won't make it out talkin' wet
That won't change 'til my last breath
Neiman's addict
Walkin' wet 'til my last step
Got a 4-0, he tryna ball, get his ass swept
Me and Stan the real splash bros
You can ask Steph (Ballin')
Life's a game
You go to Hell or you go to Heaven (You do)
Life's a gamble, roll the dice
You might get a seven (You might)
You gotta learn the biggest L's
Are your biggest lessons
I got a gift in this shit
That's my biggest blessing fuck the opps
They some well known shoplifters
And I can teach you how to ball
Feel like Doc Rivers
Ju Sleaze'll let it squeeze
That's my top hitter
You a fag lyin' on yo' dick
You did not hit her
223s, ask Chris Paul where
They Andrew Wiggins
I was raised for the winning
Came with the sinning
This moonrock a mo'fucker
Got my head spinning
Told the jugg "Just trust the process"
Like he Ben Simmons
I ain't saying that I'm
Undefeated with the hands
What I'm saying is I'm
Undefeated with the scams (I am)
Used to be broke, then I changed my game plan
When you up, watch your back
You can't trust your main mans
Turn around three times, that's a ten-eighty
Spinned that bitch three times
That's a ten-eighty (Got her dizzy)
Loub's on my feet
They cost about ten-eighty (Add it up)
Pocket full of rugrats
I came up off ten babies
A hundred times a hundred
Ain't no time for actin' fake (A thousand)
Put my hands on the Visa, watch me activate
(Charged up) and if I'm eatin' good
My dawg gettin' half the plate
Come on dude
You only bust when you masturbate (yeah)
Put your all into that shit
You might leave with nothing (You might)
Twenty Visas in my pocket
I'ma leave with something (Punchin' up)
You better watch your back, boy
'cause them demons coming
Free pro's on the road
Won't stop 'til I need for nothing
This the realest shit I wrote
I put my heart on it
(Will, stop playin' with these niggas)
Plaid shirt on, I cannot be heartbroken
Push her head down
And I guarantee she start chokin'
Jumped in the deep end
Now my hoodie got a shark on it