"Lumberjack" lyrics
(Ayy, let that shit ride, Tav)
Let's go, let's go
Skrrt, skrrt
Smokin' cookies on the intro (Yoom)
Dig it
(No, we ain't takin' no chances, ever)
High as fuck and I hope it don't come down (Come)
You a square, yo' ass still can't come 'round (Still can't come 'round)
Glock with a switch, so it don't make one sound (Brrrt)
Hit they block, yo' ass must be dumb found (Must be dumb found)
Don't play at my shows, I got so many gun rounds (So many guns)
Go pull on the side, hit the window and squeeze
Must be a lumberjack, I'm in he choppin' down trees
What you mean I'm in here breaking down P's? (I'm breaking down)
Long live Floyd, put white bitch on her knees
Fuck that, put my knee on her neck (Knee on her neck)
VVS cool, but I want some' baguettes (I want some' baguettes)
Fuck nigga reach for this chain, now he wet (Now he)
Fuck nigga reach for this chain, now he stretched (Ayy)
Smokin' on gas, bush green like Shrek (Green like Shrek)
Hop out the car with a oder, shit smell like a ogre (Shit stink)
For the bags, just meet me at Krogers (Just meet me at)
My white friends shoot like Dela Doga, got some shit in the trunk, so I can't pull it over (I can't)
So if they flick me, don't stop, keep it goin' (Just go)
See the bullshit, I don't stop hit the horn (Check out)
Claiming they real, niggas changing like coins (They coins)
Soon as they post it, I'm busting his bond (His bond)
He got some fire but ain't pull it, he run (Ain't pull it)
All my opps hiding, we gotta go hunting (Let's go)
See so much money in just one month (In just one month)
These niggas saving the shit I spent (Let's go)
Big boss, I'm the nigga you aren't (I'm the nigga you not)
Say, I'm servin' Percocet to yo' first aunt
Say, I pour lean all in my punch
I might just hop out in Off White and Preston (Off White)
Say you're gangster, but who you impressing? (Who?)
Got money in my pocket, watch out gettin' heavy
I'll go spunky like Elvis (Let's go)
High as fuck and I hope it don't come down (Hope it don't come)
You a square, yo' ass still can't come 'round (Still can't come)
Glock with a switch, so it don't make one sound (It don't make one)
Hit they block, yo' ass must be dumb found (Must be dumb found)
Don't play at my shows, I got so many gun rounds (So many)
Go pull on the side, hit the window and squeeze (To the window)
Must be a lumberjack, I'm in he choppin' down trees (I'm choppin')
What you mean I'm in here breaking down P's? (I'm just in here bustin' it down)
High as fuck and I hope it don't come down (Hope it don't come)
You a square, yo' ass still can't come 'round (Still can't come)
Glock with a switch, so it don't make one sound (It don't make one)
Hit they block, yo' ass must be dumb found (Must be dumb found)
Don't play at my shows, I got so many gun rounds (So many)
Go pull on the side, hit the window and squeeze (To the window)
Must be a lumberjack, I'm in he choppin' down trees (I'm choppin')
What you mean I'm in here breaking down P's? (I'm just in here bustin' it down)
Slatt, slayer
Nigga
Nigga be cap
Cappity, cap
Bitch, lap to lap
Lap to laps
I'm runnin' laps around you niggas
Let's go, let's go
Skrrt, skrrt
Smokin' cookies on the intro (Yoom)
Dig it
(No, we ain't takin' no chances, ever)
High as fuck and I hope it don't come down (Come)
You a square, yo' ass still can't come 'round (Still can't come 'round)
Glock with a switch, so it don't make one sound (Brrrt)
Hit they block, yo' ass must be dumb found (Must be dumb found)
Don't play at my shows, I got so many gun rounds (So many guns)
Go pull on the side, hit the window and squeeze
Must be a lumberjack, I'm in he choppin' down trees
What you mean I'm in here breaking down P's? (I'm breaking down)
Long live Floyd, put white bitch on her knees
Fuck that, put my knee on her neck (Knee on her neck)
VVS cool, but I want some' baguettes (I want some' baguettes)
Fuck nigga reach for this chain, now he wet (Now he)
Fuck nigga reach for this chain, now he stretched (Ayy)
Smokin' on gas, bush green like Shrek (Green like Shrek)
Hop out the car with a oder, shit smell like a ogre (Shit stink)
For the bags, just meet me at Krogers (Just meet me at)
My white friends shoot like Dela Doga, got some shit in the trunk, so I can't pull it over (I can't)
So if they flick me, don't stop, keep it goin' (Just go)
See the bullshit, I don't stop hit the horn (Check out)
Claiming they real, niggas changing like coins (They coins)
Soon as they post it, I'm busting his bond (His bond)
He got some fire but ain't pull it, he run (Ain't pull it)
All my opps hiding, we gotta go hunting (Let's go)
See so much money in just one month (In just one month)
These niggas saving the shit I spent (Let's go)
Big boss, I'm the nigga you aren't (I'm the nigga you not)
Say, I'm servin' Percocet to yo' first aunt
Say, I pour lean all in my punch
I might just hop out in Off White and Preston (Off White)
Say you're gangster, but who you impressing? (Who?)
Got money in my pocket, watch out gettin' heavy
I'll go spunky like Elvis (Let's go)
High as fuck and I hope it don't come down (Hope it don't come)
You a square, yo' ass still can't come 'round (Still can't come)
Glock with a switch, so it don't make one sound (It don't make one)
Hit they block, yo' ass must be dumb found (Must be dumb found)
Don't play at my shows, I got so many gun rounds (So many)
Go pull on the side, hit the window and squeeze (To the window)
Must be a lumberjack, I'm in he choppin' down trees (I'm choppin')
What you mean I'm in here breaking down P's? (I'm just in here bustin' it down)
High as fuck and I hope it don't come down (Hope it don't come)
You a square, yo' ass still can't come 'round (Still can't come)
Glock with a switch, so it don't make one sound (It don't make one)
Hit they block, yo' ass must be dumb found (Must be dumb found)
Don't play at my shows, I got so many gun rounds (So many)
Go pull on the side, hit the window and squeeze (To the window)
Must be a lumberjack, I'm in he choppin' down trees (I'm choppin')
What you mean I'm in here breaking down P's? (I'm just in here bustin' it down)
Slatt, slayer
Nigga
Nigga be cap
Cappity, cap
Bitch, lap to lap
Lap to laps
I'm runnin' laps around you niggas
Writer(s): Tavis Moore, Yaven Mauldin
