Lelo

Yeah, uh, yeah, fuck, damn, sit down, mm, yeah, what Jack just wanna drink Yeah, yeah, yeah, bitch, I'm number one, check out Elo I'm known for putting niggas in the corpse like I'm Lelo My niggas took a gun, now you asking where yo heat go I don't need a blunt, told a bad bitch I need a freak hoe Up, down, left, right, huh, I'm a cheat code I'm a fuck her and, pass it to my guy, that's the G-code All my niggas iced up, huh, you know that we cold I'm bored as hell smoking on a Roach, that's a week old Anyway I'm bout' rapping about some other shit She talking about Balenciaga, that was for the other bitch I don't really got a problem either way, they loving it If yo ass out on my mama, baby, then I'm touching it What the difference does she like when I do it Got a gun, better shoot it Got some ass, baby, toot it Talking money, then I'm fluent 20,000 on a Cuban I got a bad bitch talking about my problems tell me what the fuck I'm doing Told her I was in my head, told him I don't know it all I wear a coat in the summer and a t-shirt in the fall So many bad bitches in my room trying to fuck them all Told them niggas this shit undercover, this not in the mall I'm from the D, she from the P Nah, Phoenix, nigga, Paris Yeah, my bitches around the world, yeah, they trying to have a marriage Me and you, one on one, I don't think that that's the fairest I got hella horsepower, I'm not talking about a carriage Niggas gay on the low like they Diddy Why the fuck you cuff that bitch if she known by the city No, my nigga, I mean really Now you out here looking silly Yeah, my bitch bad, 10 out of 10 She don't gotta use no filly I'm so tapped in with my ex fam, I can walk in When it comes to the money, baby, don't do talking Bad bitches trying to fuck the gang and we all in Got a Barbie for all of my niggas like we all Ken Man, I need a California freak with some ass on it And she throw it back for the guys, throw some cash on it Baby said she wanna make a movie, throw the flash on it Yeah, the dog tapped in with us, throw the mask on it Bitch, I'm number one, check yo elo I've been putting niggas in the corpse like I'm Lelo New York to L.A., bitch, I'm balling like I'm D-Lo Bitch, I'm booted off of E, now she asking where the E go I got E, I got Hay in the back smoking blunts Model bitch hella bad, I'ma probably hit her once Rob Dyrdek, baby, I be doing all my stunts All my niggas in the front, we communicating by grunts Soon as a bitch, say the L word, get the boot Yeah, my boy got PTSD, he quick to shoot Hit your boo She wanna pick with me, but not a pick with you If it's up to her, it's me or you She not picking you Baby, why this nigga keep on calling Baby, he irritating I don't give a fuck what they were saying Keep them niggas waiting I was making music every day, nigga, no faking Before you make $100,000, tell these bitches no caking Bitch, I'm number one, check your ELO I'll put a nigga in the corpse like I'm Lelo Yeah, nigga I need a freak hoe Yeah, nigga I need like three more Yeah, nigga Uh, yeah New Detroit, nigga Heartagram Like I'm Lelo Uh, yeah Like I'm Lelo