"Lil League" lyrics

BlueBucksClan, Quavo & Hit-Boy Lyrics

"Lil League"

(Hit-Boy on the beat, so bitch, you gotta go berserk)

Why the fuck these niggas talkin'? Niggas little league (Why the fuck these niggas talkin'?)
Cash Apped the bitch a thousand, it's the little things (Little things)
BucksClan, yeah, Huncho with us on the East (On the East)
I'ma be the first in that Rezvani Beast (In that Beast)
Told my bitches I ain't shit, yeah, I'm for the streets (Yeah, I'm for the streets)
You want niggas to perform? We need a hundred each (We need a hundred each)
Off an Addy with your bitch, I ain't goin' to sleep (Sleep)
You be wifin' all the bitches that be whores to me (Uh)

Old money, Old Navy, this is not a fleece (Cash)
All the whips from Italy, engine say capiche (Skrrt)
I can take your bitch standin' in a tall tee (White)
You pull up flexin' that lil' ten, you in the wrong league (Cap)

I'm in the A makin' plays like I'm Jeff Teague (Like I'm Teague)
Paid a thousand on these pants, these ain't just jeans (Lil' nigga)
Eight hundred dollar cup, this ain't just lean (Wockiana)
We ain't lettin' no lame niggas in here, just leave (Leave)

I don't kick it with them niggas, I ain't Jet Li (I don't kick it)
Half a million on this water, bring a jet-ski (Half a ticket)
If I don't call you, I'ma jugg you if you text me (Brrt)
Four hoes poppin' X, goin' Justice League (X)

Told my bitch, "I wouldn't lie if I ain't care about you" (Yeah, I care about you)
Fendi eyes on my shirt, I got a starin' problem (I got a starin' problem)
Don't tell me 'bout no normal bitches, I don't care about 'em (I don't care about 'em)
Niggas trash, feel like Future, I'm just bein' honest (I'm just honest)

I'm with two exotic bitches, they got German in 'em (They got German in 'em)
Buyin' all these white pants, cherries burnin' in 'em (And they Fendi)
I got niggas mad at me, I ain't workin' with 'em (We ain't workin')
All my bitches get Diors with the purses with 'em (They get both)

Bitches you ain't never seen, scratch the surface with 'em (Never seen)
Chrome Hearts on my pants, this expensive denim (Cost a lot)
Ain't see me with the same bitch, them was different women (Them was different bitches)
Play with Huncho or the Clan and it's consequences (Consequences)

All my bitches keep a fire and a Birkin with 'em (Grraow)
The gang lock your town down like Richard Sherman with 'em (Gang)
Back then, he was pussy, I went to church with him (Pussy)
Beyblade, let it rip, I let the stick spin him (Spin)

Why the fuck these niggas talkin'? Niggas little league (Why the fuck these niggas talkin'?)
Cash Apped the bitch a thousand, it's the little things (Little things)
BucksClan, yeah, Huncho with us on the East (On the East)
I'ma be the first in that Rezvani Beast (In that Beast)
Told my bitches I ain't shit, yeah, I'm for the streets (Yeah, I'm for the streets)
You want niggas to perform? We need a hundred each (We need a hundred each)
Off an Addy with your bitch, I ain't goin' to sleep (Sleep)
You be wifin' all the bitches that be whores to me


Writer(s): Chauncey A. Hollis, Quavious Keyate Marshall, Deon Demetrius Hawkins, Jaylar Abrams Jr.
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