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lirik lagu lil bigg, l5 & raq baby - 411

[intro: gucci mane & l5]
ballplayer paper, you would think i was a draft pick (no, draft pick)
zone 6 brick boy, watch me score one hundred (one hundred, trendsetter)
call dick vitale ’cause gucci a diaper dandy (diaper dandy)
dt player, i bought a blue aston (dramatic, hah, come here)
zone season, the bricks go up through the attic (go, go)
if you smoke crack rock, then you’re an addict (crack addict)
addicted to ballin’, kush, and bad bitches (bitches, l5, cannon, get back)
real big rims, that’s just the way i’m livin’ (hah, come here)
freak hoes, shit (four3va)
i’ma pick up deko, yeah, that young nigga be hot
411 with that what? (what, nigga?)
huh, yeah, 411 with that stick (ayy, with that stick, nigga)
came what? hah (doon~doon what?)
come here (doon~doon~doon, nigga)

[chorus: l5]
know l5, he love the freak hoes, i might slide and pick up deko (what?)
know that young nigga be trippin’, 411 with that stick (flaow)
lil’ l5, he tote that hot shit, don’t get shot about no bitch (5, nigga)
bitch, you know i’m havin’ racks, lil’ sonny told me, “pop, we rich”
load up in the box, nigga, hop out, faceshot, you’ll get smacked about that diss
glock gen5, one shot, whole switch, cartier bussin’, i look like a lick (nigga)
i fuck with lil’ staydown, nigga, you stupid as fuck if you dare to try this shit (don’t try me)
a young nigga up in the a.m. workin’, i’m stackin’ it up, nigga, i’m actin’ rich (l5)
[verse 1: l5]
fuck nigga move wrong, nigga, he outta there, baseball, home run, he got hit
you fold in the courtroom, boy, you a bitch
my young nigga don’t even ask no questions, i know lil’ dede pass that switch (come here)
they drop the window, brrt gon’ hit
i had to let the lil’ ho go see hot
nigga, i went to school with the racks in my pocket
you talkin’ ’bout you steppin’ on shit, bitch, stop it
nigga, i can get you smacked, yeah, i’m poppin’
from the junior down that road
just serve one thing, nigga, i serve lows
hop out, faceshot, switch, i’m ghost
you diss lil hot, nigga, you on dope
one more diss, nigga, you on the ropes
no, we didn’t break up, put the ho on hold (come here)
i get off the box, first day, three shows (on god)
twenty~six hundred, moncler owl coat (you know that, nigga)
told what you saw, nigga, you broke the code
sound like michael jackson, i’m tellin’ her beat it
she givin’ me brain whenever i need it
ayy, fuck lil’ hmm, they got me heated (l5)
i sleep with a switch, nigga, i’m on defense (come here)
keep shit solid, l5 ain’t see shit

[chorus: l5]
know l5, he love the freak hoes, i might slide and pick up deko
know that young nigga be trippin’, 411 with that stick (switch, nigga)
lil’ l5, he tote that hot shit, don’t get shot about no bitch (nigga)
bitch, you know i’m havin’ racks, lil’ sonny told me, “pop, we rich”
load up in the box, nigga, hop out, faceshot, you’ll get smacked about that diss (flaow)
glock gen5, one shot, whole switch, cartier bussin’, i look like a lick (nigga)
i fuck with lil’ staydown, nigga, you stupid as fuck if you dare to try this shit (don’t try me, nigga)
a young nigga up in the a.m. workin’, i’m stackin’ it up, nigga, i’m actin’ rich
[verse 2: raq baby]
tried to tell them niggas ’bout makin’ a song, fuckboy, i told you
nigga tryna come ’round, act like he gang now, nigga, we don’t know you
oh, he lackin’? bro ‘nem fold him, get in our way, drac’ run him over
wockhardt, this shit sweet like a pop~tart, i’m fuckin’ toasted
you know me, i sip quagen over wockhardt, i got it from bro ‘nem
they heard raq back, known for hoppin’ out stolos with them fat matics
steady trollin’, if we slide through that bitch right now, you ain’t gon’ clap back
known to pop that shit on insta, he had to post it on snapchat
do not wear that hat the wrong way, nigga, we’ll send shots through your snapback
can’t never trust again, nigga had crossed me i had love for
lil’ bitch tryna pull the plug on me ’cause i told her i don’t lover her
told the ho to stop talkin’ crazy before i have my sister scrub her

[chorus: l5]
know l5, he love the freak hoes, i might slide and pick up deko
know that young nigga be trippin’, 411 with that stick
lil’ l5, he tote that hot shit, don’t get shot about no bitch
bitch, you know i’m havin’ racks, lil’ sonny told me, “pop, we rich”
load up in the box, nigga, hop out, faceshot, you’ll get smacked about that diss
glock gen5, one shot, whole switch, cartier bussin’, i look like a lick
i fuck with lil’ staydown, nigga, you stupid as fuck if you dare to try this shit
a young nigga up in the a.m. workin’, i’m stackin’ it up, nigga, i’m actin’ rich

[verse 3: lil bigg]
i catch my nut, go to sleep, don’t start movin’ ’round, you stupid~ass lil’ bitch
i might slide and get my freak ho, she get lit off casamigo
i just made a hit with tito, i be damned if i cuff an eat ho
get rich, i’m flippin’ packs from cali and some white from costa rico
waitin’ on me to fall off just like waitin’ on shaq to hit a free throw
i don’t give a fuck what a nigga said
i just put twenty on his head, he pop out, bet his ass be dead
i whip out fye, then the bitch gon’ die, i don’t give a fuck, bitch, i ain’t craig
catch a nigga be with tim in that whip, i bet his shit get shr—
get swiss cheesed
lil’ bitch asked me for a birkin, had to tell the bitch, “please”
had this lil’ bitch suckin’ dick so long that she got six knees
i’m puttin’ dick all in her chest and she like, “bae, i can’t breathe”
[outro: l5]
know l5, he love the freak hoes, i might slide and pick up deko (what?)
know that young nigga be trippin’, 411 with that stick (grraow)

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