Boldy James, Real Bad Man, Meyhem Lauren - Light Bill lyrics
[Boldy James, Real Bad Man, Meyhem Lauren - Light Bill lyrics]
Bust down rolodex, fuck a ice grill
Flood another nigga block off of Whitehill
Spin your block, hundred shots
That's a light drill
Plugged on the trillion watts
Check my light bill
He thought he had a pint of Wock
bought some Nyquill
Flood another nigga block off of Whitehill
Spin your block, hundred shots
That's a light drill
Plugged on the trillion watts, let's get it
Yeah, it's blocks
Beat down a nigga block, feel like Mike Will
Paid the highest, nigga
Pull up with the right pill
Brodie tripped over some blues
And like five seals bring 'em through, shit
Just make sure that the pints real
Pipe racin' the beast, spendin' up the heart
Me and Jack in the digs
With three hundred large
Six hundreds Rs and a half, you can Fetty Wap
Made in four quarters
Had to hit 'em with the ready rock
Splash it with the cold water
That's a belly flop cracked the 'Rex
Had to whip it in the jelly jar
Put the bricks in the trunk
Then we trail the car
Tell girly follow that cab, it got dope in it
I'm like Kobe with that eight
If it's Bo business
Cook a whole situation, twenty-four minutes
Chain heavy as my bag, quarter brick of glass
Quick to burn the turnpike with
A brick and a half
Bust down rolodex, fuck a ice grill
Flood another nigga block off of Whitehill
Spin your block, hundred shots
That's a light drill
Plugged on the trillion watts
Check my light bill
He thought he had a pint of Wock
Bought some Nyquill
Flood another nigga block off of Whitehill
Spin your block, hundred shots
That's a light drill
Plugged on the trillion watts, let's get it
Keep it a hundred like a tenth of a bird
That's my word
Restoration hardware in the crib
Playin' the curb bought the furniture
Who? What? When? I never heard of you
Got a soft nigga make-believin' he a murderer
I'm a gangster, pretend that I'm not one
But truth be told
Y'all niggas could still catch a hot one
I came up with criminals, killers
And krill-servers
Diamond covered bracelets crushed in
The concealed burner
Everything I spit is facts, twenty years back
Me and Stacks was up in Uncle Jack's
Eatin' off packs did it all from the LAX to
The axe, to the Beamers, to the Benz
Made a lot of money, lost a couple friends
But for the most part
I'm good with everybody I knew
Sometimes communication dwindles 'cause the
Way that we grew that's just life shit
Now we back on some gun and knife shit
Playin' defense 'cause predators be
On the night shift, uh
Bust down rolodex, fuck a ice grill
Flood another nigga block off of Whitehill
Spin your block, hundred shots
That's a light drill
Plugged on the trillion watts
Check my light bill
He thought he had a pint of Wock
Bought some Nyquill
Flood another nigga block off of Whitehill
Spin your block, hundred shots
That's a light drill
Plugged on the trillion watts, let's get it
Flood another nigga block off of Whitehill
Spin your block, hundred shots
That's a light drill
Plugged on the trillion watts
Check my light bill
He thought he had a pint of Wock
bought some Nyquill
Flood another nigga block off of Whitehill
Spin your block, hundred shots
That's a light drill
Plugged on the trillion watts, let's get it
Yeah, it's blocks
Beat down a nigga block, feel like Mike Will
Paid the highest, nigga
Pull up with the right pill
Brodie tripped over some blues
And like five seals bring 'em through, shit
Just make sure that the pints real
Pipe racin' the beast, spendin' up the heart
Me and Jack in the digs
With three hundred large
Six hundreds Rs and a half, you can Fetty Wap
Made in four quarters
Had to hit 'em with the ready rock
Splash it with the cold water
That's a belly flop cracked the 'Rex
Had to whip it in the jelly jar
Put the bricks in the trunk
Then we trail the car
Tell girly follow that cab, it got dope in it
I'm like Kobe with that eight
If it's Bo business
Cook a whole situation, twenty-four minutes
Chain heavy as my bag, quarter brick of glass
Quick to burn the turnpike with
A brick and a half
Bust down rolodex, fuck a ice grill
Flood another nigga block off of Whitehill
Spin your block, hundred shots
That's a light drill
Plugged on the trillion watts
Check my light bill
He thought he had a pint of Wock
Bought some Nyquill
Flood another nigga block off of Whitehill
Spin your block, hundred shots
That's a light drill
Plugged on the trillion watts, let's get it
Keep it a hundred like a tenth of a bird
That's my word
Restoration hardware in the crib
Playin' the curb bought the furniture
Who? What? When? I never heard of you
Got a soft nigga make-believin' he a murderer
I'm a gangster, pretend that I'm not one
But truth be told
Y'all niggas could still catch a hot one
I came up with criminals, killers
And krill-servers
Diamond covered bracelets crushed in
The concealed burner
Everything I spit is facts, twenty years back
Me and Stacks was up in Uncle Jack's
Eatin' off packs did it all from the LAX to
The axe, to the Beamers, to the Benz
Made a lot of money, lost a couple friends
But for the most part
I'm good with everybody I knew
Sometimes communication dwindles 'cause the
Way that we grew that's just life shit
Now we back on some gun and knife shit
Playin' defense 'cause predators be
On the night shift, uh
Bust down rolodex, fuck a ice grill
Flood another nigga block off of Whitehill
Spin your block, hundred shots
That's a light drill
Plugged on the trillion watts
Check my light bill
He thought he had a pint of Wock
Bought some Nyquill
Flood another nigga block off of Whitehill
Spin your block, hundred shots
That's a light drill
Plugged on the trillion watts, let's get it