"lmao%%%" lyrics
My lil' bro spinning shit like a ceiling fan
Big amounts yuh, we having hella bands
Running laps like a motherfucking running man
Model Y and I'm keeping them deadmen
Hollow tip and it might leave you dead man
Throw the Glock, I might cop me a F&N
On the low, I just made me a million
Bro a snake, I swear he reptilian
My lil' bro spinning shit like a ceiling fan
Big amounts yuh, we having hella bands
Running laps like a motherfucking running man
Model Y and I'm keeping them deadmen
Hollow tip and it might leave you dead man
Throw the Glock, I might cop me a F&N
On the low, I just made me a million
Bro a snake, I swear he reptilian
They faking and goofy, I thought you would notice
Beat out her walls, I'm leaving her soaking
Diamonds like boogers, my watch got the covid
Know junkies in bando's that shooting like Jordan
Saw your lil' bitch, we know she be scoping
AK with a knife, that's what I'm toting
I hop out the coupe on my boo
I hop in the car with my tool
You my twin, take my word to the tomb
Run up on me, now you a tattoo
Going koo I should be in the zoo
Big ass chop and that shit go kaboom
If this a race boy know I won't lose
Shawty on my line, all the time, I might dig her out
He said he want smoke, up that Glock, now he in the clouds
I keep me a roll, big bankroll, all I do is count
She said she in love what she saying I just love her mouth
My life crazy, my life brazy, boy I swear to God
Know you hate me, why you faking? Know you been an opp
Hoes like pigeons or some crows, all they do is flock
You a geek and you be geeking, all you do is talk
(Why you talkin' too much)
(Fuck talkin' 'bout bih, yeah)
My lil' bro spinning shit like a ceiling fan
Big amounts yuh, we having hella bands
Running laps like a motherfucking running man
Model Y and I'm keeping them deadmen
Hollow tip and it might leave you dead man
Throw the Glock, I might cop me a F&N
On the low, I just made me a million
Bro a snake, I swear he reptilian
Big amounts yuh, we having hella bands
Running laps like a motherfucking running man
Model Y and I'm keeping them deadmen
Hollow tip and it might leave you dead man
Throw the Glock, I might cop me a F&N
On the low, I just made me a million
Bro a snake, I swear he reptilian
My lil' bro spinning shit like a ceiling fan
Big amounts yuh, we having hella bands
Running laps like a motherfucking running man
Model Y and I'm keeping them deadmen
Hollow tip and it might leave you dead man
Throw the Glock, I might cop me a F&N
On the low, I just made me a million
Bro a snake, I swear he reptilian
They faking and goofy, I thought you would notice
Beat out her walls, I'm leaving her soaking
Diamonds like boogers, my watch got the covid
Know junkies in bando's that shooting like Jordan
Saw your lil' bitch, we know she be scoping
AK with a knife, that's what I'm toting
I hop out the coupe on my boo
I hop in the car with my tool
You my twin, take my word to the tomb
Run up on me, now you a tattoo
Going koo I should be in the zoo
Big ass chop and that shit go kaboom
If this a race boy know I won't lose
Shawty on my line, all the time, I might dig her out
He said he want smoke, up that Glock, now he in the clouds
I keep me a roll, big bankroll, all I do is count
She said she in love what she saying I just love her mouth
My life crazy, my life brazy, boy I swear to God
Know you hate me, why you faking? Know you been an opp
Hoes like pigeons or some crows, all they do is flock
You a geek and you be geeking, all you do is talk
(Why you talkin' too much)
(Fuck talkin' 'bout bih, yeah)
My lil' bro spinning shit like a ceiling fan
Big amounts yuh, we having hella bands
Running laps like a motherfucking running man
Model Y and I'm keeping them deadmen
Hollow tip and it might leave you dead man
Throw the Glock, I might cop me a F&N
On the low, I just made me a million
Bro a snake, I swear he reptilian
