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thf lil law - gervonta davis lyrics
[intro]
(vaze on the track, boy)
trouble crew, 446
[chorus]
i got rich and come from sh_t, ain’t too much i can care for
make sure foenem straight, they know my word is somethin’ i stand on
made him pack it up, we clapped his ass puttin’ the key in the door
all my walk down sk!lls and how i slime sh_t out come from the 4
i could call her now, get all in her throat, that ain’t your ho
beef, we box it out, gervonta davis get the sh_t we on
he been talkin’ wrong, just got his lo’, i’m waitin’ ’til he come home
how you gon’ beef with real k!llers and you a ho? we all know
[verse 1]
are you gon’ slide ’bout that sh_t they took, what you call for?
ain’t even have nothin’ to do with that, i still bought all the poles (ayy, foenem, look)
get them cars, foenem slide, they pull up, bust out all doors
you n_ggas was on my d_ck when i was booked, i wasn’t at y’all door
down me how? when i gave you some noodles, you gave me a phone
or i told you i’m finna bond out for forty_five, i’m goin’ home
i don’t f_ck with n_ggas, i’m kickin’, i’m tryna slime, these n_ggas know
dear the lords, please stop puttin’ that gangster all in y’all songs
before i jumped off the porch, montana, he was diggin’ y’all all alone
i posted when we win, i swear that sh_t still don’t seem real, on my soul
you know i went on the deuce and, frr, frr, frr, them n_ggas know
and montana, he sittin’ in the stu’ right now with me and them n_ggas gone
[chorus]
i got rich and come from sh_t, ain’t too much i can care for
make sure foenem straight, they know my word is somethin’ i stand on
made him pack it up, we clapped his ass puttin’ the key in the door
all my walk down sk!lls and how i slime sh_t out come from the 4
i could call her now, get all in her throat, that ain’t your ho
beef, we box it out, gervonta davis get the sh_t we on
he been talkin’ wrong, just got his lo’, i’m waitin’ ’til he come home
how you gon’ beef with real k!llers and you a ho? we all know
[verse 2]
you know i’m f_cked up, sometimes i gotta say sh_t i said before
we finally lucked up, caught one n_gga danglin’, hit him with every pole
he got switched up with the drac’, the gen 3, and the 4
when them people pulled up, they yellin’, “d.o.a.,” this n_gga gone
you know i’m havin’ some fun, blowin’ some funds if i ain’t on the block with my gun
thinkin’ you approaching’ me, dumb, i’m uppin’ my gun, i’m finna make a lil’ noise
came through urus truck in the middle of the slums, i’m drivin’ this b_tch like a taurus
forever was robbin’ and trappin’, and blowin’ my rachet
started rappin’, now look at tamikala’s son
[outro]
ayy, thf or death, man
i want all
you know?
motherf_cker’ll get down and lay down
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