Toosii, Hotboii - let me know lyrics
Toosii [Nau'Jour Lazier Grainger] Syracuse, NY/Raleigh, North Carolina, U.S. 🇺🇸
Hotboii [Javarri Latre Walker] Orlando, Florida. U.S.
[Toosii, Hotboii - let me know lyrics]
(Rio, Damn, Spaceman, you outta here)
We pull up thirty deep
They ain't hurting me
I do surgery with this chopper
And when they approaching me, do
It nervously, all they heard
He be with them robbers
Stick got a kickstand, leave 'em hurting
FN got extensions, it's a thirty
I pull up with thirty choppers
Not these other rappers
He in quicksand when we lurking
Uh, I jumped in, was ready to go
Ain't cuffing these bitches
I hit then I'm gone
Ain't cuffing these bitches
I hit then I'm gonе
'Cause I know what it is
She wan' come on thе road
Always was right, I never was wrong
Chopper gon' sing no matter the song
If it's smoke, then let me know
If it's smoke, then he gotta go
Big bread, never needed a loan
Misled, I was leading 'em on
After shows, hit 'em three in a row
Had to wipe his nose, I guess he had a cold
I know they was sleeping, was snoring
Your love, I don't need anymore
Ride with that heat, it be keeping me warm
Whole crowd know my songs
I don't need to perform
I'm in New York 'til like
Three in the morning
They make it rain for them
Days we was storming
Say the main ones be hating
Be your own niggas
Just hope nobody over here foldin'
Run it up, what I'm planning to do
Long as I got cheddar, I never could lose
And I'ma send a fuck nigga to his grave
Try testing me, nigga, I'm stepping on you
We pull up thirty deep
They ain't hurting me
I do surgery with this chopper
And when they approaching me, do
It nervously, all they heard
He be with them robbers
Stick got a kickstand, leave 'em hurting
FN got extensions, it's a thirty
I pull up with thirty choppers
Not these other rappers
He in quicksand when we lurking
Uh, I jumped in, was ready to go
Ain't cuffing these bitches
I hit then I'm gone
Ain't cuffing these bitches
I hit then I'm gone
'Cause I know what it is
She wan' come on the road
Always was right, I never was wrong
Chopper gon' sing no matter the song
If it's smoke, then let me know
If it's smoke, then he gotta go
Chopper gon' sing, I'm letting it go
He wan' talk about bread, but he toast
Say he gang, say he doing the most
Jumped in the water, been staying afloat
Don't know what's up with these niggas
Don't fuck with these niggas
And that's why I'm letting it blow
My heart cold
Moncler or the chinchilla when
I'm rocking the coat
Nasty bitch, she be driving the boat
Talk too much, now she driving me ghost
Should I ride in the Lamb' or the Ghost?
Keep a heater, I slide with the ham'
Now he toast
He be begging his man for the loads
Niggas dumb, all I came with, the low
When I slide, he get slammed with the pole
Let off twenty-three shots, doing
Damage on bro, for sure
We pull up thirty deep
They ain't hurting me
I do surgery with this chopper
And when they approaching me, do
It nervously, all they heard
He be with them robbers
Stick got a kickstand, leave 'em hurting
FN got extensions, it's a thirty
I pull up with thirty choppers
Not these other rappers
He in quicksand when we lurking
Uh, I jumped in, was ready to go
Ain't cuffing these bitches
I hit then I'm gone
Ain't cuffing these bitches
I hit then I'm gone
'Cause I know what it is
She wan' come on the road
Always was right, I never was wrong
Chopper gon' sing no matter the song
If it's smoke, then let me know
If it's smoke, then he gotta go
We pull up thirty deep
They ain't hurting me
I do surgery with this chopper
And when they approaching me, do
It nervously, all they heard
He be with them robbers
Stick got a kickstand, leave 'em hurting
FN got extensions, it's a thirty
I pull up with thirty choppers
Not these other rappers
He in quicksand when we lurking
Uh, I jumped in, was ready to go
Ain't cuffing these bitches
I hit then I'm gone
Ain't cuffing these bitches
I hit then I'm gonе
'Cause I know what it is
She wan' come on thе road
Always was right, I never was wrong
Chopper gon' sing no matter the song
If it's smoke, then let me know
If it's smoke, then he gotta go
Big bread, never needed a loan
Misled, I was leading 'em on
After shows, hit 'em three in a row
Had to wipe his nose, I guess he had a cold
I know they was sleeping, was snoring
Your love, I don't need anymore
Ride with that heat, it be keeping me warm
Whole crowd know my songs
I don't need to perform
I'm in New York 'til like
Three in the morning
They make it rain for them
Days we was storming
Say the main ones be hating
Be your own niggas
Just hope nobody over here foldin'
Run it up, what I'm planning to do
Long as I got cheddar, I never could lose
And I'ma send a fuck nigga to his grave
Try testing me, nigga, I'm stepping on you
We pull up thirty deep
They ain't hurting me
I do surgery with this chopper
And when they approaching me, do
It nervously, all they heard
He be with them robbers
Stick got a kickstand, leave 'em hurting
FN got extensions, it's a thirty
I pull up with thirty choppers
Not these other rappers
He in quicksand when we lurking
Uh, I jumped in, was ready to go
Ain't cuffing these bitches
I hit then I'm gone
Ain't cuffing these bitches
I hit then I'm gone
'Cause I know what it is
She wan' come on the road
Always was right, I never was wrong
Chopper gon' sing no matter the song
If it's smoke, then let me know
If it's smoke, then he gotta go
Chopper gon' sing, I'm letting it go
He wan' talk about bread, but he toast
Say he gang, say he doing the most
Jumped in the water, been staying afloat
Don't know what's up with these niggas
Don't fuck with these niggas
And that's why I'm letting it blow
My heart cold
Moncler or the chinchilla when
I'm rocking the coat
Nasty bitch, she be driving the boat
Talk too much, now she driving me ghost
Should I ride in the Lamb' or the Ghost?
Keep a heater, I slide with the ham'
Now he toast
He be begging his man for the loads
Niggas dumb, all I came with, the low
When I slide, he get slammed with the pole
Let off twenty-three shots, doing
Damage on bro, for sure
We pull up thirty deep
They ain't hurting me
I do surgery with this chopper
And when they approaching me, do
It nervously, all they heard
He be with them robbers
Stick got a kickstand, leave 'em hurting
FN got extensions, it's a thirty
I pull up with thirty choppers
Not these other rappers
He in quicksand when we lurking
Uh, I jumped in, was ready to go
Ain't cuffing these bitches
I hit then I'm gone
Ain't cuffing these bitches
I hit then I'm gone
'Cause I know what it is
She wan' come on the road
Always was right, I never was wrong
Chopper gon' sing no matter the song
If it's smoke, then let me know
If it's smoke, then he gotta go