Limpin - Lil Dude

Yuh

And I told these niggas once

Trapnanana!

Woah, yuh

Lil ass girls, why these niggas run they mouth

Yuh, yuh

Trapnanana!

Luciano!

Man, I told these niggas once, I ain’t gon' tell they ass again

How the fuck these niggas know that I grabbed that pack from him?

'Cause these niggas run they mouth like some little ass girls

Niggas know I’m getting money, and they know this shit our world

Diamonds on you, they not hitting

My shooter, he’s shooting precision

She hearing me, gave it a listen

I’m ducking one time in the trenches

He hit and I’m tryna uplift him

In the field, I play every position

He don’t want no beef he be tipping

I’m walking with two 30s, that’s why I’m limping

That’s why I’m tripping, I grabbed me the packs and I flipped them

I caught your big homie then dipped him

We got guns and we got ammunition

Taliban, I got the vision

I fucked around, made my decision

Niggas gotta come up missing

I called up my young’n, he’s hitting

Foreign car parked in the parkway like 'fuck it'

I wanna fuck like Doug & McLovin

I’m on the hi-tech, you know I love it

I’m on the block I don’t hang with no busters

Lame ass niggas say this shit be bussin'

Finesse these niggas like they’re from out the country

Mob ties, nigga, I ain’t going like Sonny

Run this shit up, need the money

Man, I told these niggas once, I ain’t gon' tell they ass again

How the fuck these niggas know that I grabbed that pack from him?

'Cause these niggas run they mouth like some little ass girls

Niggas know I’m getting money, and they know this shit our world

Diamonds on you, they not hitting

My shooter, he’s shooting precision

She hearing me, gave it a listen

I’m ducking one time in the trenches

He hit and I’m tryna uplift him

In the field I play every position

He don’t want no beef he be tipping

I’m walking with two 30s, that’s why I’m limping

I came in the game by myself, niggas, they needed some help

Summer school, I had the Glock on me when I had to go to Phelps

These niggas playing with death

Fucking with me?

boy that’s bad for your health

Playing with the water like Michael Phelps

Better play your cards right 'cause that shit already dealt

Bro in the trap and he whipping up Old Bay

I’m a shooter, I can show you how to bake a cake

Hood on my head like the KKK

Told granny she can get the dope, it’s on layaway

First of the month, that pay day

Free Joe Bean and Sae Sae

Free D-Money like yesterday

I jugged him for one time yesterday

Man, I told these niggas once, I ain’t gon' tell they ass again

How the fuck these niggas know that I grabbed that pack from him?

'Cause these niggas run they mouth like some little ass girls

Niggas know I’m getting money, and they know this shit our world

Diamonds on you, they not hitting

My shooter, he’s shooting precision

She hearing me, gave it a listen

I’m ducking one time in the trenches

He hit and I’m tryna uplift him

In the field I play every position

He don’t want no beef he be tipping

I’m walking with two 30s, that’s why I’m limping