Lil Poppa - Frontline lyrics
Janarious Mykel Wheeler
[Lil Poppa - Frontline lyrics]
Kim J ballin' on these hoes, huh?
Yung Ting, you goin' crazy
Promise I won't fall for no sucka shit
(Never)
And if you talkin' murder then we lovin' it
But your street cred don't mean
Shit when it's over with
(When it's over with)
'Cause them white folks only know
You by your government
But it's forever fuck them niggas
We still at war about that other shit
I should've never trust them niggas
But he gon' get it just
For the fuckin' with me
'Cause I ain't got it I
Ain't your dog no more
Watchin' you fuckin' with me
I told him hitta slide
I don't know where I'm felling lucky
(I'm felling lucky)
If you catch a nigga on that
Frontline then you bust it
One shooter just came home from doin' time
He kinda rusty
Connie told me, "You gotta take your time
Why you rushin'?"
And through the truth I see a bunch of lies
I don't trust it
And it was hard times, bills late
Gotta make somethin' shake
Chi Chi whip it out and cook right in my face
And you know I ain't lyin', a nigga play
He go down in broad day
Tryna put a pussy nigga in his place
I'm tryna send a pussy nigga outta space
Heaven gates, Chevy straight
CP3 okay, and Baby Tay grade
He can go down anytime
Any place it ain't safe
A lotta shit I won't say
Tell them niggas dig up they graves
My niggas military mind
They won't slide without them K's
Lil' one steppin' for them Jays
He catch it I'm sendin' plays
I told him if you catch him, you stretch him
I'm in a rage
And this some shit he do off the love
Ain't 'bout to pay
Say this some shit he do for the fun
Knock off his face
I got different hoes tellin' me
They love me outta state
And no we don't go on dates
I can't let 'em catch me
Slippin' out with bae
'Cause you know we done caught
'em sleepin' with his babies
If you catch a nigga on that
Frontline then you bust it
One shooter just came home from doin' time
He kinda rusty
Connie told me, "You gotta take your time
Why you rushin'?"
And through the truth I see a bunch of lies
I don't trust it
And it was hard times, bills late
Gotta make somethin' shake
Chi Chi whip it out and cook right in my face
And you know I ain't lyin', a nigga play
He go down in broad day
Tryna put a pussy nigga in his place
I'm tryna send a pussy nigga outta space
Heaven gates, Chevy straight
CP3 okay, and Baby Tay grade
Hmm hmm, hmm hmm, hmm hmm
Hmm hmm, I need that, hmm
Yung Ting, you goin' crazy
Promise I won't fall for no sucka shit
(Never)
And if you talkin' murder then we lovin' it
But your street cred don't mean
Shit when it's over with
(When it's over with)
'Cause them white folks only know
You by your government
But it's forever fuck them niggas
We still at war about that other shit
I should've never trust them niggas
But he gon' get it just
For the fuckin' with me
'Cause I ain't got it I
Ain't your dog no more
Watchin' you fuckin' with me
I told him hitta slide
I don't know where I'm felling lucky
(I'm felling lucky)
If you catch a nigga on that
Frontline then you bust it
One shooter just came home from doin' time
He kinda rusty
Connie told me, "You gotta take your time
Why you rushin'?"
And through the truth I see a bunch of lies
I don't trust it
And it was hard times, bills late
Gotta make somethin' shake
Chi Chi whip it out and cook right in my face
And you know I ain't lyin', a nigga play
He go down in broad day
Tryna put a pussy nigga in his place
I'm tryna send a pussy nigga outta space
Heaven gates, Chevy straight
CP3 okay, and Baby Tay grade
He can go down anytime
Any place it ain't safe
A lotta shit I won't say
Tell them niggas dig up they graves
My niggas military mind
They won't slide without them K's
Lil' one steppin' for them Jays
He catch it I'm sendin' plays
I told him if you catch him, you stretch him
I'm in a rage
And this some shit he do off the love
Ain't 'bout to pay
Say this some shit he do for the fun
Knock off his face
I got different hoes tellin' me
They love me outta state
And no we don't go on dates
I can't let 'em catch me
Slippin' out with bae
'Cause you know we done caught
'em sleepin' with his babies
If you catch a nigga on that
Frontline then you bust it
One shooter just came home from doin' time
He kinda rusty
Connie told me, "You gotta take your time
Why you rushin'?"
And through the truth I see a bunch of lies
I don't trust it
And it was hard times, bills late
Gotta make somethin' shake
Chi Chi whip it out and cook right in my face
And you know I ain't lyin', a nigga play
He go down in broad day
Tryna put a pussy nigga in his place
I'm tryna send a pussy nigga outta space
Heaven gates, Chevy straight
CP3 okay, and Baby Tay grade
Hmm hmm, hmm hmm, hmm hmm
Hmm hmm, I need that, hmm