2KBABY Luigi Lyrics, Luigi Lyrics by 2KBABY ft Chief Keef

Gimmy got shot, Lemmy had got stabbed
Gang come through, bitch, clear the path
You can’t count me out, you can’t do math
She hate my n*****, they too wild
I just pulled up, in a droptop ‘Rarri
This some VLONEs on my truck, hello Bari
Mommy, if I made you cry, then I’m sorry
Granny, I didn’t mean to sneak out to them parties
Baby, I ain’t mean to hurt your heart, girl, I’m sorry
All my life, I’ve been in the fuckin’ dark
We was goin’ dumb, but I’m really a smartie
Toured outs with n*****, girl, I got real heart

Green dot, mean Luigi, yeah, uh
Shawty wanna act tough
Told her back up, come see me, yeah, yeah, uh
I got all this Fiji, yeah, uh
I don’t never cap none
Got my racks up too easy, yeah (What up, Foster?)
Now I got a big bank
I’ma talk my shit ’cause my shit stank, like yeah
She like how my wrist blang
Told the bitch don’t drown in my fish tank, like yeah
I don’t do the bitch games, yeah
I’m only gon’ switch lanes, oh, yeah, uh
Them n***** was talkin’, no crisp came long, oh, yeah, uh
I walk in the party, I smoke, stay strong, yeah, yeah
You think you a smartie, don’t play on my phone
I know I’ma die alone
I walk in the stu’ and I right my wrongs
At night I get high alone
I loosen the screw just to find my tone, yeah

Whole world on my shoulder, yeah
Hold on, gettin’ colder and colder and colder
I’m just getting older, uh, yeah, yeah
Shoutout all my soldiers, my soldiers, my soldiers
Remember when I told ya, we never needed no love
None of these n***** gon’ show up, and most of them gon’ fold up
I went and got my pros up, my hoes up, I glowed up
They mad a n**** blowed up, I show up

I stunt as I breathe
I spend these hundreds with ease
She don’t mean nothin’ to me
You’re just now fuckin’ with me
I was not fuckin’ with me

When shit got down bad, I believed
My body was down bad with some weed
Now I’m out of town, back in a week
Ooh, I gotta leave
Kept me out with a cup of
Had to eat with a couple G’s, ooh
And I got double G’s on my feet, I ain’t rockin’ double C’s, ooh
And the money keep pilin’, smilin’
Ooh, this lil’ n**** wildin’, uh
But my style ain’t free, no
And my style ain’t cheap, no
Shawty gon’ fuck for the free balls
Fall in love with a G, oh
We can thug in the street, oh
What’s wrong? I’m on, so long
You wrong, I’m on
I’m on my own
You call, I don’t, yeah, yeah

Whole world on my shoulder, yeah
Hold on, gettin’ colder and colder and colder
I’m just getting older, uh, yeah, yeah
Shoutout all my soldiers, my soldiers, my soldiers
Remember when I told ya, we never needed no love
None of these n***** gon’ show up, and most of them gon’ fold up
I went and got my pros up, my hoes up, I glowed up
They mad a n**** blowed up, I show up

I stunt as I breathe
I spend these hundreds with ease
She don’t mean nothin’ to me
You’re just now fuckin’ with me
I was not fuckin’ with me

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