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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jelani Wilson
Songwriter
歌詞
I don't care who lit right now, **** it's about who go the farthest
Your favorite rapper pussy, bet you won't try me like a artist
Yet 9 did it again, I get on these beats and go retarded
His main bitch pussy bunk, that shit be smellin' like she farted
Your **** soundin' hard, but he ain't never pulled a skit
Yea I pushed up on his ass and made me fold up like a bitch
I was puttin' cheese a **** , you lucky Q had grabbed da Smith
You said Lani scared of who? Boy, you know that that's a myth
I can't wait until we meet, you better stand on all that shit
I can tell them hand-me-downs, cause ****, none of that shit fit
How the fuck these **** steppas, but you ain't never put in work
Being somethin' that you not, that's why these **** in the dirt
A **** take my mans, I ain't writing out no verse
I'm outside that same day with my ski bitch, Ima lurk
If I can't get your **** guarantee I grab your mans
I only rock with **** who be tryin' to get bans
If I ever fuck with suckas, then dp me from the land
I'ma keep it real, lil' ****, bitches movin' hella lummy
She wasn't fuckin' with me then, she's tryna come back
Cause we get money free, big Ken up out da to pen
****, point me to the plug, I ain't talkin' to middlemen
**** playin' with Ghost Glocks, what the fuck happened to the Gen
Bitch, we keep a 30 stick, what we gon' do with Stock 10
How the fuck you hustlin' when you keep smokin' out your pack
Ayy, you take some game from 9 and I can show you how to stack
I ain't out here rappin' for fun, bitch, I need me a gold plaque
I need them skats back to back, you can't be chillin' Ina hood
It go down like Iraq, but I be still in my hood
Wishin' a fuck, **** would
Tryna talk behind my back den give me dap but we ain't good
****, I'ma die the greatest, bitch, let's get this understood
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Lani from the 9
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Written by: Jelani Wilson