LP Rambo, Kashout Klil - Snow Dayz lyrics
[LP Rambo, Kashout Klil - Snow Dayz lyrics]
Hollow tips soar, your way
Nigga ain't going, no way
I'm a Young Bull, Ole
Work Work Work all week
How many days did I take off this month?
No Days
Came from the projects everything low wage
You can get killed out here
Lacking on snow days
You won't take me out the field, No way
Working so much I ain't sleep in like 4 days
Came from the trenches we really had war days
He knew we was sliding he
Begging for more days
Smoking this dope it put me in a trance
Slide to your block we gone
Blow all your plans
Shorty suck dick she do fine with no hands
Pull this bitch out watch him run on his mans
Smoke in the air we bring out the fan
I seen a deuce deuce when I was ten
If you a fan
Better say something cause I'm paranoid
I might shoot in advance
I cannot let a nigga get the chance to
Kill me and let his own stripes expand
Mama demand that I be a man
I'm always on 10 I ain't changing my chance
Look at this loaf, check it out
What ima do? Stretch it out
All of that fu, get it out
Watch what you say 'fore we make
Your ass spit it out
You acting slow so i'm gone
Have to spell it out
S T-O-P all that flagging, you get it now?
Might bring the debit out
Pull his whole card
Maybe Instead i'll count
Gotta respect it now nigga want war, Alright
I ain't on shit? Yall right
Not really but I ain't
Gone snitch on myself
So on the net y'all right
I'm with the Gang, we all high
We got a shorty, all night
I just need Benji, he ain't on y'all side
So I guess you could say that i'm alright
Nigga want war, Okay
Hollow tips soar, your way
Nigga ain't going, no way
I'm a Young Bull, Ole
Work Work Work all week
How many days did I take off this month?
No Days
Came from the projects everything low wage
You can get killed out here
Lacking on snow days
Hop in the foreign, they chasing
I wear off white like
I'm motherfucking racist
Pussy ass nigga run fast like he Haitian
I got dreadheads in the field like Jamaicans
You don't like me
Then bitch nigga you hating
Ice on my neck baby I could start skating
Get me the track I been running and racing
I'm rolling this blunt I got
Packs so i'm facing
You don't even know me
Step on the court then I ball like i'm Kobe
Step in the field then I shoot like Ginobili
Bad bitch every flavor I swear
That they on me
Watch how you approach I might shoot at a fan
She fell in love when she
Took the first glance
Pop me a pill ima sleep till I land
See what I made off the
Block you like ''Damn!''
See what I make you like God damn
Holding the heat got a hot hand
When LP go Rambo the chop-blam
Ain't shit is fine till they
Free all of my mans
You don't know pain till you feel-mine
Strong as can be keep a still-mind
When I get rich ima still-grind
Lil' hoe on me this is all the time
Nigga want war, Okay
Hollow tips soar, your way
Nigga ain't going, no way
I'm a Young Bull, Ole
Work Work Work all week
How many days did I take off this month?
No Days
Came from the projects everything low wage
You can get killed out here
Lacking on snow days