ThouxanBanFauni, lc levi - Hella Aim lyrics
[ThouxanBanFauni, lc levi - Hella Aim lyrics]
Yeah, she blow me below the belt
Young nigga pull up smooth
SRT and a coupe, yeah, just got tuned
(That's a broke boy) yeah, yeah, yeah
She blow me below the belt
While I'm driving too
SRT with a tune up, yeah, brand new coupe
Shawty always wanna' be booted up but nah not
Whole lotta' bitches on me
Whole lotta' thots in the room
Whole lotta' guarantees but no
Promise for you whole lotta' warranties
We get it backend too
We done hit that boy from the back, he sorry
He sad in the room
Vroom, vroom, vroom
I'm in a brand new Stang' came
With a brand new tool
Yeah, she wanna' know my name
I'm tryna' see your moves
Yeah, she tryna' act brand new
I had to keep my cool
Sticks, Glocks, yeah we keep them shit's
Streets, blocks, yeah we run this shit
That shit like Tetris
Lil' nigga gon' spin that block with it
And I told that bitch I keep that G-lock
Shoot up your pop with it
What you thinking, shoot that brain then
A nigga be thinking, know they don't at all
That's why they brain dead
Ain't never, ever complaining
Taking that that's why these bands
We make em' singing
Active, blue flame, making it rain
I done told that bitch I wanna
Buy her drinks, strip her, t-Pain
What you thought we could've
Gained from getting
It, sticking to our business, yeah, lane
Uh, sticking to the script
Sticking to the script i stay in my lane
These niggas ain't doing they thing
Niggas mad that we running shit
Niggas hate, yeah we gunning shit
Yeah, yeah we shoot these bullets
They ain't got no name
Yeah, and we hit our targets we got hella aim
Young nigga pull up smooth
SRT and a coupe, yeah, just got tuned
(That's a broke boy) yeah, yeah, yeah
She blow me below the belt
While I'm driving too
SRT with a tune up, yeah, brand new coupe
Shawty always wanna' be booted up but nah not
Whole lotta' bitches on me
Whole lotta' thots in the room
Whole lotta' guarantees but no
Promise for you whole lotta' warranties
We get it backend too
We done hit that boy from the back, he sorry
He sad in the room
Vroom, vroom, vroom
I'm in a brand new Stang' came
With a brand new tool
Yeah, she wanna' know my name
I'm tryna' see your moves
Yeah, she tryna' act brand new
I had to keep my cool
Sticks, Glocks, yeah we keep them shit's
Streets, blocks, yeah we run this shit
That shit like Tetris
Lil' nigga gon' spin that block with it
And I told that bitch I keep that G-lock
Shoot up your pop with it
What you thinking, shoot that brain then
A nigga be thinking, know they don't at all
That's why they brain dead
Ain't never, ever complaining
Taking that that's why these bands
We make em' singing
Active, blue flame, making it rain
I done told that bitch I wanna
Buy her drinks, strip her, t-Pain
What you thought we could've
Gained from getting
It, sticking to our business, yeah, lane
Uh, sticking to the script
Sticking to the script i stay in my lane
These niggas ain't doing they thing
Niggas mad that we running shit
Niggas hate, yeah we gunning shit
Yeah, yeah we shoot these bullets
They ain't got no name
Yeah, and we hit our targets we got hella aim