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LSD (feat. Mighty)
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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Devinci
Devinci
Songwriter
Raheim Childs
Raheim Childs
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Rockit
Rockit
Producer

Lyrics

Mighty Mighty Mighty Mighty Jabber talkin' I told em to stop it (Stop it) Coolin' with Big T (Rockit) Mighty got big poles only lord knows, scopes aimed at nose and ya noggin Told lil bro you don't want these problems Money money money money money profit Reminisce when a nigga used to shoplift Now it's walk in the mall and I drop it (I do) Cash talks I don't listen to busters That's the gang lil bitch she a busser (Lil boo) How my neck stay froze in the summer (It's cold) Watch the rats, set traps undercover Mighty how we making plays like the Bucks Pull up with my niggas lookin dangerous as fuck Clip lookin like it was made for a crutch Gotta chase a bag run it up I'm the man I get urges to stunt Run it back drop some Hen in my cup Drink dirty cause I came from the mud Can't even feel my face in the club Might fuck around and face in the club Shake that ass feel the bass in the club Shake that ass till I say it's enough Boo be my lil bae in the club Bro got that lean in his cup (He do) Bro just put four in dutch (He did) Smokin' exotic and runts (I am) Chasin' paper making plays like the bucks Bro just put lean in his cup (He did) Bro just put four in a crutch (He did) Smokin' exotic and runts (I am) Chasin' paper making plays like the bucks Look I got this lean in my cup I just put four in a crutch Now I just rolled four in a dutch I'm chasing paper making plays for the Bucks I'm still on the grind run it up I came up from nothing I say that a lot Hustlin' I turn the stu to a block Won't answer my phone unless you talkin' bout guap My life a movie but these guns ain't for props They fully loaded for them niggas that plot My boy moving midget like MIDI's no Chop I'm up early as hell tryna open up shop From the trenches where we dodging reapers and cops High life my life is a gamble no slot I shine with no diamonds this shit perfect timing Kush loud a riot my nigga no Watts we lit with the shit (Aye flame the wood up G) I'm on a grind to be rich in this bitch Never switched up I been real since the rip Won't cuff a hoe once I fuck Imma dip I'm the GOAT of my city I feel like I'm Prince Folks got the cannon come get you a pic I'm with my dawgs from sun up to dark on a day to day basis we takin these risks Bro got that lean in his cup (He do) Bro just put four in dutch (He did) Smokin' exotic and runts (I am) Chasin' paper making plays like the bucks Bro just put lean in his cup (He did) Bro just put four in a crutch (He did) Smokin' exotic and runts (I am) Chasin' paper making plays like the bucks
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