"La Familia" lyrics
No, I ain't hangin' with no rap nigga, no, I can't feel it
All these Xans do is give me different type of feelings
I ain't playing to pop at that lil' boy, that nigga just trippin'
I pull out the rod make them niggas go fishin'
I fuck with lil' bruh, I'm just keeping my distance
I took time out to show you— (DJ GREN8DE)
No, I ain't hangin' with no rap nigga, no, I can't feel it
All these Xans do is give me different type of feelings
I ain't playing to pop at that lil' boy, that nigga just trippin'
I pull out the rod make them niggas go fishin'
I fuck with lil' bruh, I'm just keeping my distance
I took time out to show you love, baby, you ain't get it
Hunnid slugs comin' out the Glock, nigga, ain't gon' miss
Sometimes just wanna throw the wock out, pour the Tris up 'till I pass out
Hmm, I fell in love with a bitch that wasn't for me
The thing that we did between me and you
Everything that we did stay between you and me
Hmm, I'm applying pressure with that bitch, yeah
I'm just finna find out where that nigga live
I'm on demon time, you can look in my eyes
I'm on demon time
Young nigga pullin' that Glock out, he rock out, he ready to go
2 love 2 da mob, still ain't dropping no Lo
I fuck different bitches ain't claimin that ho, oh (Hmm, hmm)
I just poured this four, oh (Hmm, hmm)
Can't get locked no more, oh (Hmm, hmm)
Fell in love with a drum got the scope
Strip that boy naked pockets on no cho's
His pockets they naked, nigga need a coat
Passing that hoe to the gang she a boat
My partner be thuggin' with that Double O
Shooting at that boy if he play with my whoa
If you ain't BabyLife or Mobb, nigga, stay the fuck away from me
Stingy when I got that stick, karate kickin with that blick
Put extensions on my trip, hrr
Put extensions on my bitch, huh
I gotta AR they locked me up for hijacking
17 bands on my bond get a backend
I ain't do shit, what happen?
Pussy ass nigga just stop all at aggin', huh
Bitch, you stop stalking my page 'fore I have the ho beat yo' ass tragic
Pop out in Miami, nigga, we could meet
Pop out with that heat, do you just like dragon
You can't talk over me, nigga, this ain sweet
Put this on the Mobb, nigga you can't have it
Double down Glock hangin' out my jeans
Pull that bitch out promise I'm gon' pop it
Diamonds in my teeth, nigga watch me gleam
Nigga, watch me Sheen, nigga, Charlie Sheen
Fuck what you seen pullin' out that beam
Two gun sounds make 'em live that dream
Diamonds back stick pop out just like cream
This ain't make believe, nigga, we gon' eat, hmm
I done did pills that I knew wouldn't good for me
I done been fucked up lost my mind happens all the time, nigga this on me
I done hit licks that I knew was gon' fall back all on me
Did about six months in rice street, second month in that bit' turnt eighteen
When I get up off house arrest, I turn up follies
I give her a bean just so she could party
You ain't never had no king, baby girl, I'm sorry
Bitch I'm a Playboy, treat me like I'm Carti
Get back 'cause I know you weren't La Familia
Different day new bag, I'm shop at Neiman's
Open yo' legs, baby girl, I need it
Pass me that Glock, you don't know how bad a nigga might need it
All these Xans do is give me different type of feelings
I ain't playing to pop at that lil' boy, that nigga just trippin'
I pull out the rod make them niggas go fishin'
I fuck with lil' bruh, I'm just keeping my distance
I took time out to show you— (DJ GREN8DE)
No, I ain't hangin' with no rap nigga, no, I can't feel it
All these Xans do is give me different type of feelings
I ain't playing to pop at that lil' boy, that nigga just trippin'
I pull out the rod make them niggas go fishin'
I fuck with lil' bruh, I'm just keeping my distance
I took time out to show you love, baby, you ain't get it
Hunnid slugs comin' out the Glock, nigga, ain't gon' miss
Sometimes just wanna throw the wock out, pour the Tris up 'till I pass out
Hmm, I fell in love with a bitch that wasn't for me
The thing that we did between me and you
Everything that we did stay between you and me
Hmm, I'm applying pressure with that bitch, yeah
I'm just finna find out where that nigga live
I'm on demon time, you can look in my eyes
I'm on demon time
Young nigga pullin' that Glock out, he rock out, he ready to go
2 love 2 da mob, still ain't dropping no Lo
I fuck different bitches ain't claimin that ho, oh (Hmm, hmm)
I just poured this four, oh (Hmm, hmm)
Can't get locked no more, oh (Hmm, hmm)
Fell in love with a drum got the scope
Strip that boy naked pockets on no cho's
His pockets they naked, nigga need a coat
Passing that hoe to the gang she a boat
My partner be thuggin' with that Double O
Shooting at that boy if he play with my whoa
If you ain't BabyLife or Mobb, nigga, stay the fuck away from me
Stingy when I got that stick, karate kickin with that blick
Put extensions on my trip, hrr
Put extensions on my bitch, huh
I gotta AR they locked me up for hijacking
17 bands on my bond get a backend
I ain't do shit, what happen?
Pussy ass nigga just stop all at aggin', huh
Bitch, you stop stalking my page 'fore I have the ho beat yo' ass tragic
Pop out in Miami, nigga, we could meet
Pop out with that heat, do you just like dragon
You can't talk over me, nigga, this ain sweet
Put this on the Mobb, nigga you can't have it
Double down Glock hangin' out my jeans
Pull that bitch out promise I'm gon' pop it
Diamonds in my teeth, nigga watch me gleam
Nigga, watch me Sheen, nigga, Charlie Sheen
Fuck what you seen pullin' out that beam
Two gun sounds make 'em live that dream
Diamonds back stick pop out just like cream
This ain't make believe, nigga, we gon' eat, hmm
I done did pills that I knew wouldn't good for me
I done been fucked up lost my mind happens all the time, nigga this on me
I done hit licks that I knew was gon' fall back all on me
Did about six months in rice street, second month in that bit' turnt eighteen
When I get up off house arrest, I turn up follies
I give her a bean just so she could party
You ain't never had no king, baby girl, I'm sorry
Bitch I'm a Playboy, treat me like I'm Carti
Get back 'cause I know you weren't La Familia
Different day new bag, I'm shop at Neiman's
Open yo' legs, baby girl, I need it
Pass me that Glock, you don't know how bad a nigga might need it
