"Live It" lyrics
(DrumGod)
(Dee, you poppin' yo shit, nigga)
Uh
(SkyDiddy)
Uh
First quarter to the finals (Let's do it)
Knife on the K, he a killer for real, get too close, he'll shoot you and shank you (Hoo)
'Fore I brush my teeth grab my banger
Larry a real trap rapper, free Banky-Banky
The love I got for killers, I wouldn't change it
Got an M in cars, but let's change the language (Hoo)
"Fatt ain't gon' shoot his gun"
You sayin' that, but this the same gun I bust your brains with (Hoo)
I ain't tote a gun in a minute (Ah ha ha)
I'm lyin, I was just on stage with it (Frr)
'Bagg be sayin' "Slow down" (I love you)
Pimp K sayin' "Give it" (Pop it)
CP sayin' "Live it" (To the fullest)
Pay Poo Poo to pick up the bitches (Hoo)
I'm a millionaire form West Memphis
Every time a nigga die I get a call from the trenches
That beef shit I'm still in it (Hoo)
Young Q taught me the ropes
CP and Ro taught me everything I know (On God)
My daddy told me "Be a man"
They taught me the murder game, now I'm a coach
The killers home, it's gaffle time (Hoo)
Rap nigga, but front line (Hoo)
I want some more niggas hit
I talked to 'Bagg, the same shit on his mind (Hoo)
These niggas tryna do everything I do, so I went two-fifty on my time
These niggas tryna do everything I do, spent a hundred ball for it to whine (Blackwing, Cadillac V)
Know if he was a rat, ever since, he should get every cheese
Lamb' truck, hog the street, whole operation fail if I D-I-E (Hoo)
Naw, I'm lyin', let me take that back, they got seven-fifty for BD (The label)
I'll play any role, I know I'm an artist, but I still'll hop on feet (Hoo)
I'm in a mansion with Lil Meech, mafia time on the phone with Big Meech (On Zai)
Millionaire kid, got my own mansion, model bitches rub my feet (Frr)
Can't pop it like me (On Zai)
Can't fuck her like me (On Zai)
Can't shine like me (On Zai)
Can't buy these cars like me (On Zai)
I had a fallout with my nigga, he say I don't promote his music (Fuck him)
All the tears and blood we shed, and this how you do me?
These niggas fried chicken pressed
They had me in Georgia County with no celly
Ro and CP came and get me
I'm in a hotel with a Jamaican like Belly (Hoo)
Nigga, I call up 'Bagg for a hundred, no hesitation, he'll give it (Loaf)
Nigga, I just called a meeting for the smackers, no tellin' what I'm finna give 'em (Hoo)
Take the tags off the Track' (What you do?)
I put none but killers in it (Real blitzers)
I'm takin' this shit to the finals (What else?)
They should've never let me in
I remember the my killed my men (Lil Otto)
I'm rich, but get grams in (Gumbo)
I made a model back bend
But that was way back then (Hoo)
Momma, he went Lanvin again (What else?)
Ma, he went to Wafi again (What else?)
Ma, he bought a pint again (What else?)
That young nigga rich for real (Hoo)
(Dee, you poppin' yo shit, nigga)
Uh
(SkyDiddy)
Uh
First quarter to the finals (Let's do it)
Knife on the K, he a killer for real, get too close, he'll shoot you and shank you (Hoo)
'Fore I brush my teeth grab my banger
Larry a real trap rapper, free Banky-Banky
The love I got for killers, I wouldn't change it
Got an M in cars, but let's change the language (Hoo)
"Fatt ain't gon' shoot his gun"
You sayin' that, but this the same gun I bust your brains with (Hoo)
I ain't tote a gun in a minute (Ah ha ha)
I'm lyin, I was just on stage with it (Frr)
'Bagg be sayin' "Slow down" (I love you)
Pimp K sayin' "Give it" (Pop it)
CP sayin' "Live it" (To the fullest)
Pay Poo Poo to pick up the bitches (Hoo)
I'm a millionaire form West Memphis
Every time a nigga die I get a call from the trenches
That beef shit I'm still in it (Hoo)
Young Q taught me the ropes
CP and Ro taught me everything I know (On God)
My daddy told me "Be a man"
They taught me the murder game, now I'm a coach
The killers home, it's gaffle time (Hoo)
Rap nigga, but front line (Hoo)
I want some more niggas hit
I talked to 'Bagg, the same shit on his mind (Hoo)
These niggas tryna do everything I do, so I went two-fifty on my time
These niggas tryna do everything I do, spent a hundred ball for it to whine (Blackwing, Cadillac V)
Know if he was a rat, ever since, he should get every cheese
Lamb' truck, hog the street, whole operation fail if I D-I-E (Hoo)
Naw, I'm lyin', let me take that back, they got seven-fifty for BD (The label)
I'll play any role, I know I'm an artist, but I still'll hop on feet (Hoo)
I'm in a mansion with Lil Meech, mafia time on the phone with Big Meech (On Zai)
Millionaire kid, got my own mansion, model bitches rub my feet (Frr)
Can't pop it like me (On Zai)
Can't fuck her like me (On Zai)
Can't shine like me (On Zai)
Can't buy these cars like me (On Zai)
I had a fallout with my nigga, he say I don't promote his music (Fuck him)
All the tears and blood we shed, and this how you do me?
These niggas fried chicken pressed
They had me in Georgia County with no celly
Ro and CP came and get me
I'm in a hotel with a Jamaican like Belly (Hoo)
Nigga, I call up 'Bagg for a hundred, no hesitation, he'll give it (Loaf)
Nigga, I just called a meeting for the smackers, no tellin' what I'm finna give 'em (Hoo)
Take the tags off the Track' (What you do?)
I put none but killers in it (Real blitzers)
I'm takin' this shit to the finals (What else?)
They should've never let me in
I remember the my killed my men (Lil Otto)
I'm rich, but get grams in (Gumbo)
I made a model back bend
But that was way back then (Hoo)
Momma, he went Lanvin again (What else?)
Ma, he went to Wafi again (What else?)
Ma, he bought a pint again (What else?)
That young nigga rich for real (Hoo)
