lirik lagu lud foe – duffle
[intro]
knock you n~ggas d~ck in the dirt
lambos, raris, all that sh~t
mclarens, bentleys, rolls royce, all that sh~t
and i’m left writing my sh~t when i’m high on pills
that sh~t broke off
[verse]
she suck my d~ck with her eyes closed, like she blindfold
laffy taffy vvs’s look like rainbows
n~ggas wear the same clothes, b~tch i changed those
fifty thousand engine on a thousand, f~ck a range rover
shout out to my plug, send me bricks on a banana boat
shout out to your ho, kiss my sh~t with no camel toe
designer for my fashion, i look fly but i ain’t matchin tho
smokin’ gas out this opp pack, come and match it ho
you don’t duck then you f~cked, off wit’ yo f~ckin’ head
she ain’t suckin d~ck, then might off wit’ her f~ckin’ head
tell the waiter bring me some cheese wit’ a side of bread
i ran up my check like ben frank come early
lambo’ and ferrari, though it’s a spiderweb
you think you a shooter? don’t get k!lled like cornbread
balmain filled with blue cheese cause i’m born fed
white b~tch called, wanna hit, gimme noodle heads
gucci shoes on my feet, b~tch you got on pro~keds
we shoot to k!ll b~tch, we aim at foreheads
pilot in my trap house, i ain’t had no bed
rap beef, meet me in the skreets we gon’ bump heads
stomp you in some christian loubs, leave you with a red head
n~ggas sleep on me but i’m on top like a bunk bed
put your mouth to use, suck it loose like it’s superhead
chopper number two, don’t get filled wit’ a bunch of lead
i give foenem that green light
don’t be surprised if somebody die tonight
if i want a n~gga dead, i might k!ll ’em by myself
sneak dissin me’, you dead boy that’s bad for your health
never shoot for a n~gga who won’t shoot for himself
first 48, get in that room and tell on yourself
unlimited gucci shoes, stack ’em tall on the shelf
b~tch you doing too much, girl don’t flood on yourself
i’m a rich n~gga b~tch, i take care of myself
d~d~d~do it by my lonely, i know i won’t tell on myself
gun on my belt, swimming in some p~ssy, michael phelps
better call for help if don’t wanna feel what he felt
bullets make you melt, better play the cards you was dealt
i get that money and i spend that sh~t real fast
i’m tryna nut so i f~cked that b~tch real fast
my b~tch thick as h~ll, she ain’t got no real ass
a hunnid racks in the stash and it’s real cash
i’m seein’ dead bodies, i just had a back flash
black gloves, black fit wit’ the black mask
big black .45 for yo black ass
we heard you dissin’ in em songs wit’ yo wack ass
i make her roll her own weed, b~tch i don’t pass
i’m on my way to get that cheese, i’m a rufflehead
don’t make me drop a bag on your dome, i’m a duffle head
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