LOASB Lyrics

(Okay Embasin, whatever)

All this shit I've done for them, im thinking they're starting to forget (Huh)

Like who put they heart in this shit? (They heart)

Im putting the dark on the strip (Dark)

I see the narcs hit the fence, we had the narcs on the bench

We had it hard and aint bitch (No)

That nigga aint fighting he bitch

We still upping chops' on the rip

S550 tints when we bend

Thought you loved me it make no sense

Heard he hate me I aint worried bout' shit

Wanna kill me I aint worried bout shit (Nah)

Used to cry aint never had shit

Give some bands to the fam' I did (I did)

So much killings goin down in my strip (My strip)

So much feelings got lost in my strip

Grip I might toss from the hip

Better get back or get hit with this Smith

Put a beam on this shit I can't miss

Give the glock to my muddy assist

Give the drugs to my buddy you dipped

On the block they still love me im lit

I cant lack, where the fuck was all these niggas at

Got this 30, on me I cant lack

Paid in front you know Im moving tact'

Up a 50. make em' run some laps (On god)

Keep clickin till that boy collapse, we gon' spin em put him in a pack

It get deadly on the strip, it get messy when we spin

Spin a

Spin a

Spin again, uppin' 50s uppin bands

If I up it I wont let up, keep barettas for the setup

Put the vest up, hit from neck up

Niggas bitches, niggas actin

They aint do shit to see this shit happen

Drippin' in Ricky get killed for the fashion

They aint do shit that I did

They aint see shit that I saw

My little brodie gon' rush em, up wit the FNs and Kel-Tecs they brush em'

Fuck that nigga make that boy a pack

Fucked up ten thousand just at Saks

He no killa he just rappin, Bet that boy cap in his captions

But (Uh uh) my niggas don't play bout' nun

Tell opp mother better save his son

Tell her opp brother better have a gun

4/5 Ricky rip em make em run

My nigga gon' spin until he see the sun

Only on the runway will I ever run

Lil bro keep clicking till that shit is done

All this shit I've done for them, I'm thinking they're starting to forget (Huh)

Like who put they heart in this shit?

Im putting the dark on the strip

I see the narcs hit the fence, we had the narcs on the bench

We had it hard and aint bitch

That nigga aint fighting he bitch