LMK Lyrics

Hear them shots we all gon get low

Up down right right that's the cheat code

If you feel some typa way just let me know

Looking at yo shoes folks I'm gonna need those

She set you up I ain't fucking around with these hoes

Feel like Stevie I wonder but can see though

At yo crib got you looking through the peephole

Have yo dad tryna find you like you Nemo

Doing crazy shit boy im just like Steve-o

Marshawn type blood i'm in beast mode

Knock yo dreads off yo head not kemo

Ain't got no bread, why you tryna speak to me for

Gotta leave folks onna cement

Talking to god I needa repent

Can't get a dollar not even a cent

You know that I'm high, I don't know what I meant

But we sliding through

Wit a couple tools

To clap all the fools

That play with the dude

I'm in a bad mood

Eat him up like he food

Don't shoot at the crew or we bucking at dude

Hear them shots we all gon get low

Up down right right that's the cheat code

If you feel some typa way just let me know

Looking at yo shoes folks I'm gonna need those

She set you up I ain't fucking around with these hoes

Feel like Stevie I wonder but can see though

At yo crib got you looking through the peephole

Have yo dad tryna find you like you Nemo