Sha EK, Rich The Kid - Lacker lyrics
Rich The Kid [Dimitri Leslie Roger] College Park, Georgia, U.S.
[Sha EK, Rich The Kid - Lacker lyrics]
PSA, PSA, PSA man
Grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah, don't run
Everything for Diddy, everything for Yellow
Nigga shots come behind that, yeah
OYOGz, uh huh
We lost bro and we spun on the same day
That's a opp so we spit on his gravesite
I'm like TP, told that bitch if we link make
Sure nobody don't see me
But don't call me a rapper
When I spin I be spinninin' with factors
We don't lack what the fuck is a lacker
We don't lack what the fuck is a lacker bitch
Made a diss cause they dissed me
Shots and they miss me
Told my momma in the field it get risky
She like nevеr let nobody kiss me
I'm like causе these bitches be going
See the opps and we throwing
And so we know that you hoeing
We lost bro and we spun on the same day
That's a opp so we spit on his gravesite
I'm like TP, told that bitch if we link make
Sure nobody don't see me
But don't call me a rapper
When I spin I be spinninin' with factors
We don't lack what the fuck is a lacker
We don't lack what the fuck is a lacker bitch
Big boss, if mess with my migos he
Chopping your head off
Young nigga keep a shooter like Chris Paul
Couple racks will get you knocked
Like a golf ball
I got a bag and copped the Rafe
I got a AP, the skelly the face
We sending him momma to church
They rich forever going broke you lace
Got plenty, baguettes counting
I'm buying my bitch a lil' Fendi
Maybach pull up in the city
I'm feeling like Diddy
I got a bullet proof Lam'
Hop out the whip with the chop and they scram
This morning I woke up a mili like damn
Like paint the whip paint just like
We lost bro and we spun on the same day
That's a opp so we spit on his gravesite
I'm like TP, told that bitch if we link make
Sure nobody don't see me
But don't call me a rapper
When I spin I be spinninin' with factors
We don't lack what the fuck is a lacker
We don't lack what the fuck is a lacker bitch
This that spin that block
This that get that opp
This that spin that block
This that get that opp
She a demon she totin' that knocka
But that lil' bitch she a hoe
Every Flocka I see gatta go
On gang, gang, gang, gang
This that spin that block
This that get that opp
This that spin that block
This that get that opp
Made a diss cause they dissed me
Shots and they miss me
Told my momma in the field it get risky
She like never let nobody kiss me
I'm like cause these bitches be going
See the opps and we throwing
And so we know that you hoeing
Grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah, don't run
Everything for Diddy, everything for Yellow
Nigga shots come behind that, yeah
OYOGz, uh huh
We lost bro and we spun on the same day
That's a opp so we spit on his gravesite
I'm like TP, told that bitch if we link make
Sure nobody don't see me
But don't call me a rapper
When I spin I be spinninin' with factors
We don't lack what the fuck is a lacker
We don't lack what the fuck is a lacker bitch
Made a diss cause they dissed me
Shots and they miss me
Told my momma in the field it get risky
She like nevеr let nobody kiss me
I'm like causе these bitches be going
See the opps and we throwing
And so we know that you hoeing
We lost bro and we spun on the same day
That's a opp so we spit on his gravesite
I'm like TP, told that bitch if we link make
Sure nobody don't see me
But don't call me a rapper
When I spin I be spinninin' with factors
We don't lack what the fuck is a lacker
We don't lack what the fuck is a lacker bitch
Big boss, if mess with my migos he
Chopping your head off
Young nigga keep a shooter like Chris Paul
Couple racks will get you knocked
Like a golf ball
I got a bag and copped the Rafe
I got a AP, the skelly the face
We sending him momma to church
They rich forever going broke you lace
Got plenty, baguettes counting
I'm buying my bitch a lil' Fendi
Maybach pull up in the city
I'm feeling like Diddy
I got a bullet proof Lam'
Hop out the whip with the chop and they scram
This morning I woke up a mili like damn
Like paint the whip paint just like
We lost bro and we spun on the same day
That's a opp so we spit on his gravesite
I'm like TP, told that bitch if we link make
Sure nobody don't see me
But don't call me a rapper
When I spin I be spinninin' with factors
We don't lack what the fuck is a lacker
We don't lack what the fuck is a lacker bitch
This that spin that block
This that get that opp
This that spin that block
This that get that opp
She a demon she totin' that knocka
But that lil' bitch she a hoe
Every Flocka I see gatta go
On gang, gang, gang, gang
This that spin that block
This that get that opp
This that spin that block
This that get that opp
Made a diss cause they dissed me
Shots and they miss me
Told my momma in the field it get risky
She like never let nobody kiss me
I'm like cause these bitches be going
See the opps and we throwing
And so we know that you hoeing