Listen to Lamb Truck (feat. Big Y4J & Glxck4Tr3y) by BabyFace T

Lamb Truck (feat. Big Y4J & Glxck4Tr3y)

BabyFace T

Hip-Hop/Rap

Lyrics

Check this out, I think everything that needed to be said was said, y'all ain't even on my level So I'mma let my homies walk y'all ass to the door Back to back we pull up Lamb Truck, stomping on the gas, 250 on the dash, we fuck round fuck the trans up Stop that talking, get your bands up, come through with that street sweepa and clean your mans Up Man, fuck it, back to back we pull up black truck, hop up out the cut, you know my young niggas they masked Up Pull up, skrr, pop, man my young niggas ready to wack some They don't give a fuck, you know they ass ready to attack some Man, go, pour a four inside a drink, that's a dirty Fanta I keep three hoes with me, I feel like Santa, yeah, yeah, Got one black and got one white just like a fucking panda Know my young niggas is scammers, yeah Know my young niggas gon' come through and might take you out your glow I got glaciers on my wrist, I fuck around and make it snow Serving P's at my granny house, I got junkies at the door You know we got soldiers outside, you know they ass back in that mode Yeah Back to back we pull up Lamb Truck, stomping on the gas, 250 on the dash, we fuck round Fuck the trans up Stop that talking, get your bands up, come through with that street sweepa and clean your mans Up Man, fuck it, back to back we pull up black truck, hop up out the cut, you know my young Niggas they masked up Pull up, skrr, pop, man my young niggas ready to wack some They don't give a fuck, you know they ass ready to attack some Uh, took that switch up off the back, cause it help my aim Me and bro like twins, cause we think the same Hop out, bust a brain Back to back in black on black, with double mags, we in a range Bullets make em' sing like Bobby Brown, can you stand a rain Back to back we pull up Lamb Truck, stomping on the gas, 250 on the dash, we fuck round Fuck the trans up Stop that talking, get your bands up, come through with that street sweepa and clean your mans Up
Writer(s): Gailin Bradley-bey Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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