LA4AWEEK2 (feat. Swoosh God & Sloan Evans)

Check, yeah I ain't the same when I'm sober Probably got a chip on my shoulder Had fun with my old ting but it's over I've got a four-door Lamb' and a Rover On a tour bus with the soldier Wanna trade deuce in the holder Never had a boss or older Put you on a shirt or a folder I ain't the same when I'm sober Probably got a chip on my shoulder Had fun with my old ting but it's over I've got a four-door Lamb' and a Rover On a tour bus with the soldier Wanna trade deuce in the holder Never had a boss or oldеr Put you on a shirt or a folder Cappin' with talk (Yeah), cappin' with G's (Uh) Chrome on my facе (Bling), ice on my sleeve (Blaow) Countin' me out, now they believe (Uh) Man I'm too hot, I wanna leave (Uh) I'm off a zoot, turnin' me up (Up) Give me the ice, double my cup (Where) They wanna smoke (Smoke) I called the gang (Who?), grabbed on the scope Turned 'em to duck (Brr) Money and bunches Cash too fit no lunges (Bling) Here's what the funds is, grands and hundreds I've been on the grind like grundgers Stepped on a pack, repeat, repeat 'til the bottom of the stills got bunions (Brr, brr) Weighing up onions, T-house pungent, straight outta London dungeons I ain't the same when I'm sober Probably got a chip on my shoulder Had fun with my old ting but it's over I've got a four-door Lamb' and a Rover On a tour bus with the soldier Wanna trade deuce in the holder Never had a boss or older Put you on a shirt or a folder I ain't the same when I'm sober Probably got a chip on my shoulder Had fun with my old ting but it's over I've got a four-door Lamb' and a Rover On a tour bus with the soldier Wanna trade deuce in the holder Never had a boss or older Put you on a shirt or a folder Uh, look We're supposed to be in LA for a week but it turned to a few more (I'm stayin' over) These hoes keep multiplyin', one to two and then two to four (Had enough) Used to wear the same kicks, now my closet like a shoe store (I can't have enough) Whatever you do, lil' nigga, just know I could do more (I already know) I pull up, call it fashion scenes Bad bitch, that's attached to me (Ha) H copped the razor, he mad at green Walkin' out just throwin' P's Amnes loud and it's potent G Rollin' scores on my nigga D If you hate on the MTP, I just SMH and then KMT I ain't the same when I'm sober Probably got a chip on my shoulder Had fun with my old ting but it's over I've got a four-door Lamb' and a Rover On a tour bus with the soldier Wanna trade deuce in the holder Never had a boss or older Put you on a shirt or a folder I ain't the same when I'm sober Probably got a chip on my shoulder Had fun with my old ting but it's over I've got a four-door Lamb' and a Rover On a tour bus with the soldier Wanna trade deuce in the holder Never had a boss or older Put you on a shirt or a folder I love the snow But the punch is more appealin' This is Sloany, where you at? Been in LA for a minute (Minute) On God, fuck an image, if I wear it then I feel it If you tryna do me dirty, then watch me get silly (Silly) On God, I need like ten point five to feel freedom Send the word just like the blap My passport don't got [?] Gotta get Eastwood on a call 'cause I gotta pattern me up Back in this bitch, yeah with the dawgs One for my list of gallerias, on God