LP Rambo - Six 2 Crazy lyrics
[LP Rambo - Six 2 Crazy lyrics]
Lately I been going through phases
How you got nothing for yourself? You lazy
I was so high I was seeing two faces
They said ''Life only what you make it''
That's why i'm sipping on Henny no chaser
We ain't gone miss when it's
Dark got the laser
Baby, you talking too much just taste it
Nigga, i'm up on yall just face it
Shorty don't ask what's down
In the basement
Girl you might run out the crib if I say it
If I give any nigga cash he better save it
That's the real reason niggas praying
That I make it nigga I don't want what you
Got you probably laced it
I don't want to be a internet sensation
I'll hit a nigga with a MAC sensation
If a nigga lacking hard, that's temptation
Told bro we gone get his ass
Just have patience
You can hold my Gucci glass
Just don't break it
Bitch I really got that strap
Tucked I don't fake it
If the judge say 25, is you gone take it?
When they was talking this and that
I was just counting dollars
They hop out ''vroom!'' catch him
It's the black Impala
Gucci on my collar, I don't need to rob you
But i'm still gone rob you
Lately I been going through phases
How you got nothing for yourself? You lazy
I was so high I was seeing two faces
They said ''Life only what you make it''
That's why i'm sipping on Henny no chaser
We ain't gone miss when it's
Dark got the laser
Baby, you talking too much just taste it
Nigga, i'm up on yall just face it
Yeah yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah!
Mhmmmm, mhm mhm, mhm
Man these niggas be needing me and I
Can't need they ass back man
That shit fucked up fuck these niggas, man
How you got nothing for yourself? You lazy
I was so high I was seeing two faces
They said ''Life only what you make it''
That's why i'm sipping on Henny no chaser
We ain't gone miss when it's
Dark got the laser
Baby, you talking too much just taste it
Nigga, i'm up on yall just face it
Shorty don't ask what's down
In the basement
Girl you might run out the crib if I say it
If I give any nigga cash he better save it
That's the real reason niggas praying
That I make it nigga I don't want what you
Got you probably laced it
I don't want to be a internet sensation
I'll hit a nigga with a MAC sensation
If a nigga lacking hard, that's temptation
Told bro we gone get his ass
Just have patience
You can hold my Gucci glass
Just don't break it
Bitch I really got that strap
Tucked I don't fake it
If the judge say 25, is you gone take it?
When they was talking this and that
I was just counting dollars
They hop out ''vroom!'' catch him
It's the black Impala
Gucci on my collar, I don't need to rob you
But i'm still gone rob you
Lately I been going through phases
How you got nothing for yourself? You lazy
I was so high I was seeing two faces
They said ''Life only what you make it''
That's why i'm sipping on Henny no chaser
We ain't gone miss when it's
Dark got the laser
Baby, you talking too much just taste it
Nigga, i'm up on yall just face it
Yeah yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah!
Mhmmmm, mhm mhm, mhm
Man these niggas be needing me and I
Can't need they ass back man
That shit fucked up fuck these niggas, man