Lac Lac

Lac, lac, lac, lac, lac

Slammin' the doors in the

Pull up with hoes in the

Diamond in the back, they chosen, uh, posted up

Pourin' up

Be it the sticky icky got you rollin' up

Hold it up, be a soldier don't be closin' up

Open your mind, open your-open your mind

Open your mind, open your-open your mind

This could be the day

You don't know the road, I could show the way

Young candy cut throat still slammin' doors

Pull up with your ho on the low low

In my ride, it's so clean if you didn't know

Niggas hate but it's cool cause they too slow

Move, smooth, gotta get to it

Ain't nobody gonna stop me, nah

I got a big backseat for a super freak

Tell them mothafuckas it's goin' down

Back road, a shortcut the lane

Fuck the law, they can't stop the bang

Cut the double cup of purple rain

Tell them fuck critics I'll never change

Young k.r., I.t. My niggas say

Gotta keep a dash closed with the.44

Cause them jackas rob 'round here every day

So I chill, for the bills, diamonds against the wheel

Pressin' the buttons while clucky bust-its peep how I live

Goin' in for the kill

Champagne poppin' daily

No petty numbers, shipes

Fuck 'em, just tell 'em "pay me" fosho

Hoes love it, niggas know it, 'bout time

Ride clean, like a billion suns, they can't stop my shine

Tell 'em one more 'gain for that 2000 beyond

That king shit, I be on, tell a bitch nigga to be gone

Cause my

I'm walkin' up into the party, and feelin' and killin' the party

A couple of women are chillin' and sippin' bacardi

She walk me up into the hallway, I started on kissin' the shawty

And feelin' so good, thug bitch from the hood, but really though

Might get some ass tonight, hit it like a real man should

I'ma kill it though

Make a right, open that 'frigerator

Crack that 40 ounce

Head into your momma room so I can hear

That naughty sound, don't play around

Your parents ain't around

And plus your room is packed

I'ma hit it from the front, I'ma hit it from the back

Bust it like a gat, pat pat

Kissin' party with a couple bad bitches

Gettin' dirty with all of my niggas

Feelin' woozy but I'm pourin' more liquor

But the cutie booty couldn't be bigger

I'm celebratin' cause we shouldn't be here

Hella faded cause the hennessy near

Dedicated to all of my peers, a$ap, the vision so clear

I can see you haters from here, I can spot you out of my chair

My throne, you won't come near, the microphone is on fire

The booth is roman, I'm sire, I'm king of this shit, I'm no liar

I'm droppin' careys, mariah

Got the grip on the game like I'm pliers

Niggas talk that big shit nowadays

But they muscles ain't strong enough

Niggas claim they change the game

Catalogs ain't long enough

Slow motion, I'm still posted

In the cut, been waitin' my turn

Fell off cause you wasn't yourself

Oh well, nigga live and you learn

Money don't concern me, I was too determined

Fuck what you heard, I feed my fam

I put on for mine, I let my brother shine

And I be comin' down like goddamn

We made it, that check on me, my nigga

For what it's worth, I don't go to work

So this verse ain't free, my nigga

This work ain't free, my nigga

Yeah it's above average cause they're raisin' taxes

Dropped twelve albums, that's a grand apiece

And plus I made the beats, you do the mathematics

No watches, no dope money, I'm just southern

One of the coldest niggas that's in the game

And I've only been on one major cover, like damn

Either they don't know, they don't show

Or they don't care what happens in the south

Or either I'm too smart, or they too dumb

To know what the fuck I'm talkin' 'bout when I say