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Doodie Lo, Thf Lil Law & Thf Omertà (formerly Keno) - NLMG (Official Visualizer)
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Doodie Lo
Doodie Lo
Vocals
THF LIL LAW
THF LIL LAW
Vocals
THF Omerta
THF Omerta
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
David Saulsberry
David Saulsberry
Songwriter
Lawrence Northern
Lawrence Northern
Songwriter
ROHAN MEHTA
ROHAN MEHTA
Songwriter
THF Omerta
THF Omerta
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
HocusKrazy
HocusKrazy
Producer

Lyrics

(Ayo, Carter, you goin' crazy) Ayy, though let me out (Vaze on the track, boy) NLMG, never leave my glizzy (Oh my God, Hocus) THF or death, nothing else Trouble crew (Ayy, VS iced it out) Let me out, I want him right there (Ayy, turn this motherfuckin' car, man) I never leave my glizzy This ho come wit' me like everywhere (Bop, bop) I just made a nigga get off of Wells 'Cause he wasn't useful there (Ayy, get the fuck on, man) Ain't even yell, when he had seen twelve, he must work for them (Ikee) Let me out, I want him right there (Come here) I never leave my glizzy, this ho come wit' me like everywhere (Boom) I just made a nigga get off of Wells 'cause he wasn't useful there Ain't even yell, when he had seen twelve, he must work for them (Ikee) Damn, man that nigga twelve Cigarettes, he out of jail Trey, let that switch off (Boom) Damn, they left a lot of shells Ask about me I was driving hundred pounds down the road (Down the road) I was taking plugs, five hundred thousand, I gotta go (Give me that) Now I'm rapping, doin' shows (Doin' shows) The bitches love me, Doodie Lo (Doodie Lo) Couple opps, a few to go (Get 'em) We sliding to they funeral (Bitch) Damn, now I'm off the Xans Still serving bags, still got the grams You a bitch nigga, backdoor yo' man Pour four ounces in a soda can (Drank) Let me out, I want him right there I never leave my glizzy This ho come wit' me like everywhere (Bop, bop) I just made a nigga get off of Wells 'Cause he wasn't useful there (Ayy, get the fuck on, man) Ain't even yell, when he had seen twelve, he must work for them (Ikee) Let me out, I want him right there (Bop, bop, bop) I never leave my glizzy, this ho come wit' me like everywhere I just made a nigga get off of Wells 'cause he wasn't useful there Ain't even yell, when he had seen twelve, he must work for them (Ikee) Bail out track, tf-tf, now that nigga dead I been a young savage since a haircut, I done grew my dreads Yo' bitch on my dick, she tryna fuck, I told her give me head I been out here gettin' this cake Ain't worried bout what no nigga said Law told me he got on red, tf-tf, that nigga dead Whole time that's his fuckin' kin, shit, it is what it is Torched the V, then hop a Benz, no we don't slide in vans Torched the V, then hop a Benz, bitch we don't slide in vans Let me out, I want him right there I never leave my glizzy This ho come wit' me like everywhere (Bop, bop) I just made a nigga get off of Wells 'Cause he wasn't useful there (Ayy, get the fuck on, man) Ain't even yell, when he had seen twelve, he must work for them (Ikee) Let me out, I want him right there (Bop, bop, bop) I never leave my glizzy, this ho come wit' me like everywhere I just made a nigga get off of Wells 'cause he wasn't useful there Ain't even yell, when he had seen twelve, he must work for them (Ikee) Let me out, ba-ba, I got both of them Told bro to bust a U, just sit back watch me work this bitch Wit' that Draco I'ma hot boy, I just can't be cool wit' it Still on Princeton, shoot that U-haul up It ain't no movin' me (Bop, bop) Bully who? Deebo in my hood, that boy ain't bulletproof Fifty but that bitch kept jammin' (Huh?) G Baby say put forty-two (Huh?) And I ran on forty-third and I blew the whole forty-two And I'm wit' the trouble crew, try us and we murder you, bitch Let me out, I want him right there I never leave my glizzy This ho come wit' me like everywhere (Bop, bop) I just made a nigga get off of Wells 'Cause he wasn't useful there (Ayy, get the fuck on, man) Ain't even yell, when he had seen twelve, he must work for them (Ikee) Let me out, I want him right there (Bop, bop, bop) I never leave my glizzy, this ho come wit' me like everywhere I just made a nigga get off of Wells 'cause he wasn't useful there Ain't even yell, when he had seen twelve, he must work for them (Ikee)
Writer(s): Daniel Boch, Will Boyette, Viktor Sudobin, Alex Ruiz, Rohan Mehta, Eriq Leon Oestreich, David Saulsberry, Thf Lil Law, Thf Omerta, Ypm Carter Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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