Larry June - Early Bird lyrics
Larry June [Larry Eugene Hendricks] San Francisco, California, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Larry June - Early Bird lyrics]
Little ice on my wrist
And some badass bitches
I been drinking, and I been smokin' and shit
Only thing on my mind, is hoein' a bitch
Gotta make it out the game, shit been real
Stressed out down bad shit been ill
Two X white tee with the 40
Don't be comin' round me like you know me
Smokin' kush in the back of a Rover
And she looked, yeah she took, yeah she on me
Any nigga can fuck that bitch
I don't know why you cuffed that bitch
Everytime I hit the city, I get that feeling
Flashback, park 55 chasin' a million
Tell a bitch roll up Imma post this side
I can't really call it pimpin
I just love this cash
Ridin' through the city with these
Woods in my lap and a pocket full of hunn's
I'm just checkin' my trap
To live like this you gon' have to take L's
You gon' have to fall off
You gon' have to bounce back
Have you ever lost it all?
100 thousand to a rack
I'd trade everything to have my grandma back
Had to cut baby off
She wasn't rockin' like that
15 for the sweats 'cause I got it like that
Roadrips was lovely, the money was good
First young nigga with the S5 in the hood
And I got it out the mud
Y'all ain't give me shit
Soon as niggas started hatin'
That's when I got rich
And just like some little hoes
They jumped on my dick
All a sudden niggas tellin' me
They rockin' and shit
Where was niggas at when I
Was on the greyhound
Pack on me tryna' watch out for K9
We ain't gotta talk dues 'cause I paid that
Real niggas in the city that'll say that
And I ain't gotta name drop for my respect
I'm to the neck and I'm slidin with a TEC
They like June why you never got security
'Cause there's nothing in this life
That could fear me
All the real niggas really gon' feel it
And all the real bitches really gon' hear it
Ridin' through the city with these
Woods in my lap and a pocket full of hunn's
I'm just checkin' my trap
To live like this you gon' have to take L's
You gon' have to fall off
You gon' have to bounce back
Have you ever lost it all? 100 thousand to a
I'd trade everything to have my grandma back
Had to cut baby off
She wasn't rockin' like that
15 for the sweats 'cause I got it like that