L’S & P’S lyrics

[Intro: Dumar 1k]
Yeah
Uh, grrt, baow
Come on, come on
(Jay Luiz made it slap)
Yeah

[Chorus: Dumar 1k]
We the ones sellin' Ls and Ps
Every Christmas, I'm sellin' trees
I got dogs, Ed Reed, N35s, Ed Reed
She wanna f*ck, she wanna f*ck right now, she beggin', "Please"
This ho keep on bein' weird, she doin' too much, she won't let me breathe
b*tch, I'm a one-man army, I walk around with the iron like Tony Stark
It's so sad that she can't breathe without me in her life like Joy and Sparks
I been chillin', n*gga, but it's quiet before the storm like Noah's Ark
b*tch thought we was gon' be togеther, f*cked her oncе and I broke a heart

[Verse 1: Dumar 1k]
b*tch thought we was gon' be together, f*cked her once and I turned her cold
Every day I'm on the stove, I'm makin' rocks and sellin' 'bows
This sh*t deeper than couch quarters, I ain't switchin' up on the bros
Same wrist them crackers cuffed, I f*cked around and made it froze
Same wrist them crackers cuffed, I f*cked around and I went diamond
I switched to Rollie, perfect timing, VVS chain, n*gga, this sh*t shinin'
I ain't gon' say your name, but that rap sh*t that you doin', that sh*t declinin'
I'm too busy off in the spot, they keep askin' me when I'm signin', huh
Every n*gga 'round me— come on, every n*gga 'round me in motion
This ho know who she want to choose, I don't put her in that
Ocean
Baltimore Ravens, I'm dressin' all black and I'm sippin' purple potion
You better learn how to win yourself, lil' n*gga, I ain't too much into coachin'
Autopilot the Maybach, I'm in the backseat gettin' roasted, yeah
I'm 'bout my bread, you try me once, you're gettin' toasted, yeah Them n*ggas be lyin', we're the ones that's really in motion
They ain't want to let me in the door, so I f*cked around and broke it
[Chorus: Dumar 1k]
We the ones sellin' Ls and Ps
Every Christmas, I'm sellin' trees
I got dogs, Ed Reed, N35s, Ed Reed
She wanna f*ck, she wanna f*ck right now, she beggin', "Please"
This ho keep on bein' weird, she doin' too much, she won't let me breathe
b*tch, I'm a one-man army, I walk around with the iron like Tony Stark
It's so sad that she can't breathe without me in her life like Joy and Sparks
I been chillin', n*gga, but it's quiet before the storm like Noah's Ark
b*tch thought we was gon' be together, f*cked her once and I broke a heart

[Verse 2: Real Boston Richey]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, she on my body, pull up and break her back like a f*ckin' chiropractor
b*tch, you know we trappin' for real, we the ones them narcs was after
b*tch, don't try me like your big homie, n*gga, I'm a f*ckin' trapper, rapper
Go ask my dad, I've been takin' them bad b*tches down since a f*ckin' whooper snapper
f*ck your gang, they ain't doin' no song with a n*gga, he ain't no motion rapper
I got a brand-new Maybach truck, n*gga, bought that b*tch straight out the rapper
Me, I'm a real trap n*gga, you can send them b*tches, ain't rappin' on no f*ckin' samples
Tight n*ggas pay six hundred for the body, these hoes twenty-two and they touchin' 'Bama
b*tch know I'm super turned off, she gon' suck it hard until the b*tch go back soft
I can't relate to none of these n*ggas, they ain't sold no weed and sold no raw
If I ain't got no work, my brother got it, play, I'm passin' it off
b*tch say I'm too picky, can't f*ck on me, then b*tch gotta f*ck my dog
n*gga ain't in my league, n*gga, I might believe he seen that sh*t I saw
I got real OGs who gave me the game, that's why I got my sauce
How you up your brother down? These pus*y-ass n*ggas be super flaw
I can show you one million in cash, pus*y n*gga, I'm a super boss
Came through super coupe, my b*tch gotta spray somethin' red to keep 'em off
I'm Mr. Boss Me a b*tch All Week, ask my b*tch what the f*cker cost
Where I'm from, they look down on you, if you got diamonds, you and can't floss
Feds took one-fifty from me, n*gga, f*ck the feds and f*ck the law