lirik lagu eddie valero - participation trophies
[intro: starlito]
need your ass whooped for this one
lito, yeah
(zq, you need your ass whooped for that one)
ah
[verse 1: starlito]
it ain’t too many like us, i’m way too indecisive (ah)
like should i tote these two twin glocks or my lil’ mini rifle?
i wish you would, my f&h never had a friend like it
somethin’ like a genie, tryna clean the money in a spin cycle
runnin’ through them loads like dirty clothes, that’s why i laugh at offers
drug task couldn’t find a bag, wrapped it in fabric softener (lito)
you n~ggas can’t even afford to die, they gon’ have to pass the offering
you ain’t never had an account get flaggеd, withdrawin’ cash too often
still down to crash, don’t cross him (lito), move around in ‘cats and ‘hawks
but i came up slow grindin’, i ain’t goin’ in ’til thе sack get bought (grindhard)
and if it’s stated, we don’t have to talk (shh)
rather move in silence, my environment taught me not to be the last to get off (bah)
shots fired, f~ck an afterthought
this gangster blues, it really ain’t rap at all
you know lero, that’s my dog
and i just made a fifty~ball just off my last two calls
hold up, my phone ringin’ now, h~llo?
[verse 2: eddie valero]
vacuum seal be iffy, sh~t gettin’ old, make sure you press it hard (ayy, press it hard)
cuz just hit the road, really copped out and took a lesser charge (free cuz)
the fn your best friend? sh~t, me too, add the suppressor part (pew~pew~pew~pew)
chinese spot a drive~thru window, chopsticks by the dresser part (yeah)
ayy, hold up, i caught a play, say, lito, pass the scale (ayy, where you at?)
most likely double~wrapped, turkey bag to grab the smell (yeah, yeah)
probably in somethin’ fast as h~ll, antioch, i’m passin’ bail (what’s happenin’?)
sixteen zips of cool j, just poured a half an l
money count need order, sh~t, i wrote down who i served last
habits i regret, stopped started back vapin’, got my nerves bad (it’s crazy)
‘posed to quit a week ago, woke up on my third stash (i’m servin’)
wafi did the new piece, fruity pebbles like a nerd bag (uh)
my son just like my car, started playin’ ball, sh~t, he in sports mode (vroom)
these diamonds make me rap better, spent racks to make my voice cold (nah)
best you don’t get tired, just keep the steel just like some horse toes (brrt)
hang it out to dry, still on the line just like some moist clothes (for sure)
better than you ever was, jealous trait, sh~t hard to hide (sh~t hard to hide)
slip~resistant shoes, i’m thinkin’ now, make this sh~t hard to slide (i’m grown)
louis store at green hills, swap out for a larger size (yeah)
trophy off the losses, can’t complain, sh~t never scarred my pride
it’s lero
[outro]
yeah, man, we don’t speak on beef, man
man, motherf~ckers out there, man, beefin’ with each other, you know?
motherf~cker talkin’ about another n~gga, man, or dissin’ that man, tryna get him to respond
you know what i’m sayin’? like a b~tch, that’s what b~tches do
b~tches go back and forth, you know what i’m sayin’?
motherf~cker, man, he out there gettin’ money, man, he ain’t got time to be respondin’ to no motherf~ckin’ beef
you know what i’m sayin’? but how, how we do it if, how we gon’ do this sh~t, you know what i’m sayin’?
if we got to respond to that beef, man, we gon’
respond three hundred, ’bout three hundred yards away, man
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