[Intro: Neako]
Yeah
You should already know what it is
Yeah
[Verse 1: Neako]
Always felt I was the n*gga, I just never knew
Tell that b*tch to get a n*gga with some revenue
Wit’ my b*tch bendin’ corners in a Pepsi blue, Camaro n*gga
Who the f*ck are you?
Cat got your tongue, n*gga don't hold your breath
Unless you smokin’ kill and you feel it in your chest
Feel I'm the best? I agree wit’ you bro
I agree wit’ you girl, come and f*ck wit’ the world
[Hook: Neako & Bonnie Blunts]
L-V-L-Y-S-L, go ‘head, yell
L-V-L-Y-S-L, go ‘head, yell
L-V-L-Y-S-L, go ‘head, yell
L-V-L-Y-S-L, go ‘head, yell
[Verse 2: Neako]
Over in France I hear they say that your boy is the coldest
I never been and still felt so the love was unnoticed
I see it now more than ever, we growin’ in soldiers
And bad b*tches who keep weed, and they know how to roll it
Pardon my motions, but I been sippin’ on potion
And smokin’ some sh*t that's makin’ it harder to focus
Hermes leather goods, they just do me no justice
I'm just wasting my money, I just buy ‘em for nothin’
I sag anyway, so really I buy ‘em for stuntin’
I copped a condo for the most valuable woman
And put her up, and now she good, retired and chillin’
When you quiet, I'm killin’
When you tired I'm willin’
My mother want a grandchild, she cryin’ for children
I get rid of ‘em every night inside condoms, I fill ‘em
On the top of these buildin’s, chillin’ with models and women
Below is my whip and, and valee the attendants go get it
[Hook: Neako & Bonnie Blunts]
L-V-L-Y-S-L, go ‘head, yell
L-V-L-Y-S-L, go ‘head, yell
L-V-L-Y-S-L, go ‘head, yell
L-V-L-Y-S-L, go ‘head, yell
Yeah
[Verse 3: Neako]
It's funny how n*gga’s act
They don't get involved wit’ this rap sh*t
Unless you came up, and you know the survival tactics
I'm way too real to be chillin’ wit’ all these rappers
That be f*ckin’ all these b*tches, who tellin’ me all they actions
In a hotel suite, I'm f*ckin’ her and she laughin’, screamin’
“This is so amazing,” the feeling was so classic
All these scrimmage game n*gga’s, I use them for target practice
You ain't like me if you think that, you thinkin’ backwards
I swear to god my father heard me on the radio
He dead now, but he took that up, wit’ his soul
I shut his eyes and got right back to getting money
No time for cryin’, time to f*ck ‘em till they love me
That was 2 years ago and now you motherf*cka’s love me
I gave her room keys now she up there waitin’ for me
She waitin’ up cause she know it's goin’ down
She know the deal, straight kill, what you know about?
[Outro: Neako & Bonnie Blunts]
L-V-L-Y-S-L, go ‘head, yell
L-V-L-Y-S-L, go ‘head, yell
L-V-L-Y-S-L, go ‘head, yell
L-V-L-Y-S-L, go ‘head, yell