Larry June - Numbers lyrics
Larry June [Larry Eugene Hendricks] San Francisco, California, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Larry June - Numbers lyrics]
Good job, Larry sock it to me
Cartier watch for the bitch, soft twenty-two
All stock rims on the Benz
When she slide through
I love bitches in DC and The Bay too
I got a show in Dallas on Saturday
you should slide through
I don't like tongue kissin'
But I got this dick for you
Probably never buy you roses
But I got this lick for you
(What’s hannin’?)
All we got to do is hit Vegas
It'll hit for you
Once you get this game from Larry June
It'll stick with you
I love it when you rock that
Moncler with the Chanel bag
It's damn near snowin' in the East
So I had to grab
Sometimes, you got to step down to come up
I did that fuck a record deal, shit
I'm ready to buy my shit back
Back to The Bay
Slidin' 'round to my new shit
Pit stop, Walnut Creek
Let's hit Ruth's Chris (Uh)
I do this
Ain't rappin' about it unless I do this
Nowadays, rappers dope fiends
And lookin' stupid
Hoes gettin’ love on IG and actin' bougie
These rap niggas on the low
Be vibin' to my music (Sock it to me)
I never had a GED but rockin' all Gucci
How you get a million dollar advance
And then lose it?
Let's talk numbers let's talk numbers
Don't hit my phone if you tryna talk numbers
I wrote this verse after I left Saks Fifth
I just wanted some cologne
I didn't really need shit
Grabbed a lil’ smoothie bowl before
I slid to the crib
Bitch, you gotta come correct if
You choosin' on this pimpin'
Gotta stay on your toes
Shit change like the seasons
When I heard my grandma died, shit
I couldn't even believe it
I couldn't see her in that casket like that
(Goddamn, sock it to me)
You niggas don't feel my pain
I was dealin' with some shit
So I ain't drop for a minute
But, I'm back givin' this game
I got a whole lot of ice
But barely rock my chain
You ain't got to like me, but respect my name
(Straight up) if they send me upstate, baby
Is you gon' hang?
I got a condo out the way, we could
Chill for a day and talk numbers, yeah
(What’s hannin’? Holla at a
Real nigga one time, off top)
Bring the hook in
Let's talk numbers let's talk numbers
Don't hit my phone if you
Ain't tryna talk numbers
You're doing good
Cartier watch for the bitch, soft twenty-two
All stock rims on the Benz
When she slide through
I love bitches in DC and The Bay too
I got a show in Dallas on Saturday
you should slide through
I don't like tongue kissin'
But I got this dick for you
Probably never buy you roses
But I got this lick for you
(What’s hannin’?)
All we got to do is hit Vegas
It'll hit for you
Once you get this game from Larry June
It'll stick with you
I love it when you rock that
Moncler with the Chanel bag
It's damn near snowin' in the East
So I had to grab
Sometimes, you got to step down to come up
I did that fuck a record deal, shit
I'm ready to buy my shit back
Back to The Bay
Slidin' 'round to my new shit
Pit stop, Walnut Creek
Let's hit Ruth's Chris (Uh)
I do this
Ain't rappin' about it unless I do this
Nowadays, rappers dope fiends
And lookin' stupid
Hoes gettin’ love on IG and actin' bougie
These rap niggas on the low
Be vibin' to my music (Sock it to me)
I never had a GED but rockin' all Gucci
How you get a million dollar advance
And then lose it?
Let's talk numbers let's talk numbers
Don't hit my phone if you tryna talk numbers
I wrote this verse after I left Saks Fifth
I just wanted some cologne
I didn't really need shit
Grabbed a lil’ smoothie bowl before
I slid to the crib
Bitch, you gotta come correct if
You choosin' on this pimpin'
Gotta stay on your toes
Shit change like the seasons
When I heard my grandma died, shit
I couldn't even believe it
I couldn't see her in that casket like that
(Goddamn, sock it to me)
You niggas don't feel my pain
I was dealin' with some shit
So I ain't drop for a minute
But, I'm back givin' this game
I got a whole lot of ice
But barely rock my chain
You ain't got to like me, but respect my name
(Straight up) if they send me upstate, baby
Is you gon' hang?
I got a condo out the way, we could
Chill for a day and talk numbers, yeah
(What’s hannin’? Holla at a
Real nigga one time, off top)
Bring the hook in
Let's talk numbers let's talk numbers
Don't hit my phone if you
Ain't tryna talk numbers
You're doing good