London Pound Lyrics

London bridges fallin down

Woke up smoking London Pound

I feel like Marlo I want the crown

What's ya resume around the town

Five Gen won't make a sound

I'll shoot you down

You will not hit the ground

Strike pitching like Felix Bautista on the mound

Ooh these chains moving on my neck

Like I got a first down

They tried to rob me in the lounge

But that shit wasn't going down

I'll even throw some rounds at twelve

Like Ben Affleck in the town

Guy Fieri in the kitchen

I can show you how to cook it nigga

This ain't no real MGP

I knew it when i shook it nigga

Yeah I coulda bought it

But you pussy so I took it nigga

Seen a lot of shit but never seen em

Dodge a bullet Nigga

Diamond mouthpiece for hustlers

I'm back muthafucka

Don't call me big bro you a sucker

I just met ya I can't trust ya

Show me you can weigh a bale

Show me you can hold a cutter

From the gutter to the burbs

From the burbs to the gutter

Flood em all with the birds herbs pills and the flrrrr

Ice like burrr

On nights I would slurrrr

The jag go purr

The money machine blrrrr

PETA mad I rock a fur

Run it up so fast it was a blur

I got real London pound cake

It came in from Berner

I loaded up that Russian cream leaf with Berserker

I can tell when I come around

These niggas getting nervous

You see Chanel and that GoYard

So you know I ain't no worker

I know some niggas working nine to five

Making more than these rappers

I was trapping nine to nine

That's what I got more than these cappers

I seen it coming like Raven Baxter

I know magic Abra Kadabra

Lamar Jackson I'm a factor

How you gon sign me I might contract ya

Turbo Porsche Cayenne

My phone jumping like Zion

Move like a mountain lion

Exotic strands I bargain

She wanna play with my beard like I'm Harden

I might pull out that Marvin The Martian

I bought all the sealers from Target

I still trap out the mansion the largest

London bridges fallin down

Woke up smoking London Pound

I feel like Marlo I want the crown

What's ya resume around the town

Five Gen won't make a sound

I'll shoot you down

You will not hit the ground

London bridges fallin down

Woke up smoking London Pound

I feel like Marlo I want the crown

What's ya resume around the town

Five Gen won't make a sound

I'll shoot you down

You will not hit the ground