Letoa, dolf - Get Inside lyrics
[Letoa, dolf - Get Inside lyrics]
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Bro, I love you so much, Letoa, you the shit
Slayer, Kilimanjaro
Yeah, bitch, I got a Glock
So why you talkin' nice?
Locked and loaded, better get inside
(Grra, grra)
Do this for my mom, I put that on my life
I been stressin', I can't sleep at night
I been workin', you relaxin'
Bitch, I'm in the booth gettin' racks in
(I'm gettin' racks)
On the move, bitch, I'm on the loose
How I made a livin' off of rappin'
(How?)
Bitch, I got a Glock
So why you talkin' nice?
Locked and loaded, better get inside
(Grra, grra)
Do this for my mom, I put that on my life
I been stressin', I can't sleep at night
I been workin', you relaxin'
Bitch, I'm in the booth gettin' racks in
(I'm gettin' racks)
On the move, bitch, I'm on the loose
How I made a livin' off of rappin'
(Ayy, yeah)
I been off the goose, huh
I'm in the stu' makin' plenty
This shit gettin' heavy, I'm ready to shoot
(Frra)
Shooters around me like troops
Gettin' top three, not three, not two
Got steez? Nah, he got no clue
Got beef? Nah, he ain't even got no food
(Ha)
I got a bag and I filled it with blue (Gang)
Stuck in my bag like it's
Filled with some glue
(Yeah)
I'm on the move, yeah, I been goin' in
(Been goin' in)
Me and my brothers get W's in (Yeah)
I'm 'bout to make me a W flip (Yeah)
Like I'm doin' this till
I'm touchin' the M
I been in the cut like pus
And been doin' to much
But I'm thinking that it's time to get rich
(Time to get rich)
Double this cup, I been goin' too up
And the day is not up
We not fuckin' with them
(Bitch)
I'm in the Benz and I B.B. the belt
And BB's, we airin' 'em out
I told my girl to go do upperhand (What?)
She told me hold it up out of her mouth (Ah)
I got 'em out for the count (Okay)
I'm gettin' money, I double the count
(Okay)
I got the gas and we pound for the pound
And I'm rollin' 'em up and
Then puffin' them down
Yeah, bitch, I got a Glock
So why you talkin' nice?
Locked and loaded, better get inside
(Grra, grra)
Do this for my mom, I put that on my life
I been stressin', I can't sleep at night
I been workin', you relaxin'
Bitch, I'm in the booth gettin' racks in
(I'm gettin' racks)
On the move, bitch, I'm on the loose
How I made a livin' off of rappin'
(How?)
Bitch, I got a Glock
So why you talkin' nice?
Locked and loaded, better get inside
(Grra, grra)
Do this for my mom, I put that on my life
I been stressin', I can't sleep at night
I been workin', you relaxin'
Bitch, I'm in the booth gettin' racks in
(I'm gettin' racks)
On the move, bitch, I'm on the loose
How I made a livin' off of rappin'
Bro, I love you so much, Letoa, you the shit
Slayer, Kilimanjaro
Yeah, bitch, I got a Glock
So why you talkin' nice?
Locked and loaded, better get inside
(Grra, grra)
Do this for my mom, I put that on my life
I been stressin', I can't sleep at night
I been workin', you relaxin'
Bitch, I'm in the booth gettin' racks in
(I'm gettin' racks)
On the move, bitch, I'm on the loose
How I made a livin' off of rappin'
(How?)
Bitch, I got a Glock
So why you talkin' nice?
Locked and loaded, better get inside
(Grra, grra)
Do this for my mom, I put that on my life
I been stressin', I can't sleep at night
I been workin', you relaxin'
Bitch, I'm in the booth gettin' racks in
(I'm gettin' racks)
On the move, bitch, I'm on the loose
How I made a livin' off of rappin'
(Ayy, yeah)
I been off the goose, huh
I'm in the stu' makin' plenty
This shit gettin' heavy, I'm ready to shoot
(Frra)
Shooters around me like troops
Gettin' top three, not three, not two
Got steez? Nah, he got no clue
Got beef? Nah, he ain't even got no food
(Ha)
I got a bag and I filled it with blue (Gang)
Stuck in my bag like it's
Filled with some glue
(Yeah)
I'm on the move, yeah, I been goin' in
(Been goin' in)
Me and my brothers get W's in (Yeah)
I'm 'bout to make me a W flip (Yeah)
Like I'm doin' this till
I'm touchin' the M
I been in the cut like pus
And been doin' to much
But I'm thinking that it's time to get rich
(Time to get rich)
Double this cup, I been goin' too up
And the day is not up
We not fuckin' with them
(Bitch)
I'm in the Benz and I B.B. the belt
And BB's, we airin' 'em out
I told my girl to go do upperhand (What?)
She told me hold it up out of her mouth (Ah)
I got 'em out for the count (Okay)
I'm gettin' money, I double the count
(Okay)
I got the gas and we pound for the pound
And I'm rollin' 'em up and
Then puffin' them down
Yeah, bitch, I got a Glock
So why you talkin' nice?
Locked and loaded, better get inside
(Grra, grra)
Do this for my mom, I put that on my life
I been stressin', I can't sleep at night
I been workin', you relaxin'
Bitch, I'm in the booth gettin' racks in
(I'm gettin' racks)
On the move, bitch, I'm on the loose
How I made a livin' off of rappin'
(How?)
Bitch, I got a Glock
So why you talkin' nice?
Locked and loaded, better get inside
(Grra, grra)
Do this for my mom, I put that on my life
I been stressin', I can't sleep at night
I been workin', you relaxin'
Bitch, I'm in the booth gettin' racks in
(I'm gettin' racks)
On the move, bitch, I'm on the loose
How I made a livin' off of rappin'