London Lipton lyrics

Shoot wit da choppa its stupid official that hoe efficient breaking thru brittle turn nat lil n*gga into a mcgrittle
n*gga u sweet eat these bullets like skittles i got a blicka it do more than tickle
Think i won't up this muhf*cka u wishful

Pick up da tommy put u in a pickle
4 5 Cal make a n*gga feel little
Watch out b*tch thats my di*k not a pistol
Ice cubes all in the 6 look like crystals

Boy u can't get enough of these K rounds
We gon slide on yo ass like a playground uptown pushin nat dog sh*t way down
We beat a rap n*gga ass like its 8 mile

If u ain't hit then yo ass better lay down play dead im off da drugs like a basehead
This n*gga trip den he leaving wit one leg
50 round mags stacked up like a bunkbed

n*ggas want clout so i jus leave em on read smoke too much loud i won't hear wat a bum said i keep a automatic in the trunk bed young skinny n*gga on me but im pump led

I had a deuce in that b*tch put a 6 in finna transform on these n*ggas like Ben 10 you need a tip? come with yo glick then he catch a tip if im tipping of Lipton

He think hard he gon leave wit a fathead
Shotty my hip make me walk like da undead look p*ssed bro nem a find you off footprints boy u a ham know u ain't finna cook sh*t

Im in the game lil n*gga like Goodrich might f*ck around snatch yo chain just like hoodrich, how we a match? my sh*t bang like a porn flick you had to go get some sh*t i was born with
Try me the consequence gon be enormous ill pull up on yo sh*t like a Mormon
Im tryna cook me a n*gga like Foreman pull up with 4-4s shooting at 4 men
Spinning yo block wheel of fortune toting that Glock i feel important you can get hit up my n*gga im scorching whipping this sh*t up they might call me Gordon