LLK lyrics

[Intro: Glokk40Spaz]
Mob sh*t man (yeah)

[Verse 1: Glokk40Spaz]
Y’all n*ggas act, like y’all n*ggas want pressure
Push up on you, then we pushin’ the issue
This Babylife sh*t, wipe his nose with no tissue
It could've been over, but y’all n*ggas fled with them pistols
And I know, I’m not sober right now but I need you
I’m lonely right now, but my partner got murdered
I kinda miss mama dukes and I know that I hurt her
I wanna f*ck this lil’ b*tch, I can tell she a squirter
They keep talking crazy on Instagram, G30 pull up and burn ‘em
And I keep all my vibes, numbers in my journal
If I got no shell, he act like a turtle
F.N. pistol got ‘em jumpin’ hurdles
Met him in the beach, they found ‘em in murder
I miss thе block and I miss King 30
Free Lil BJ, my lil’ n*gga not worried
Lil bruh hit my phone, n*gga, what’s the word?
Man, I need you homе, n*gga, this ain't fair
Put one in they dome, play witchu, I’m there
I would get on yo’ ass, n*gga, ‘cause I can
My life movin’ fast, n*gga, man I swear
Love my brothers, I’m Babylife until I’m dead
Pop right outta that cut, make his ass bleed red
He told on his gang, n*gga, he went fed
Them young n*ggas doin’ sh*t that'll f*ck ‘em up in the head
I kinda lied to that hoe, man I f*cked up her head
You lied to that hoe ‘cause you scared
Oh, he want the smoke ‘bout some dead homies left him on read, hmm
n*gga, catch me when you can, hmm
And we don’t f*ck with 12
My gang sent them boys and they ran
I got them Japanese hoes in the trap from Japan
My n*gga, they be on them xans
The mafioso shoot yo’ block up if you think that I'm playing
All of my brothers, I miss ‘em
These n*ggas get triple crossed just like a Christian, hmm
n*gga speakin’ on Kyra, I'll kill em for real
They tried to be the RICO of my gang, y'all know how y’all feel
Tell Velly I got ‘em, I'll always be here
I do not wan' lose em, it made me shed tears
I'll shoot ‘em a movie just like a premiere
Man, I got some tears that I can't conceal
I will take n*ggas off n*gga on drug deals
This Babylife sh*t, baby, it get real
When I see the police, you know Icget chills
b*tch, you mad at me ‘cause I told you to chill
[Verse 2 BabySolid]
Mobb sh*t, don't come to the trap, we don't f*ck with your gang
Kickin' that door like I’m Liu Kang
I be with the bat like I’m Bruce Wayne
Young n*gga shooting like 2K
All your mans gon' die today
Free way, 14, y’all do that
f*cked up in the head, I’m too cray'
Can't hang with the vamp 'cause you scared of that fang
Let me find out that you lacking
Babylife, get 'em, you know I get active
Shooting sh*t up, I never go backstreets
Hawk 'em, whack 'em down like Micheal Jackson
My top shottas in the park when sh*t jurassic
Put it back on who head? Boy, y’all n*ggas cappin'
Ride round fully automatic
Me and lil' Spaz, twin Glocks, we matchin'
That n*gga shook, he ain't know what happened
n*gga was screaming like somebody slapped him
Babylife sh*t, we gon' pull 'em like Pampers
Bro got a stick, but they not in the hampers
And my Glocks, they come with lasers
Ain't doin sh*t right, you ain't got no haters
Smoking on dope, getting high like vapor
My weed more purple than Lakers
And the pre-King 30 locked up for murd'
Whole gang got straps, we keep it on murk
You'll lose your life and this sh*t gon' hurt
Velly gon' do that boy down bad
Lonely, I'll put his name on a hashtag
Young lil' TK, man, I know we gon' hear that
Young n*gga robbin', you wake in a sh*tbed
Edit this b*tch out til' we hear on a click clack
He was out again, then we spin back
I got some demons who f*cked with my head, yeah
Throw at the gang, my n*gga ain't dead yet