Livin like Larry Lyrics

Damn near pushing 220 on the freeway

I just got a stolen debit card that bitch prepaid

I ain't serving rocks right now it's a weed day

Come to our block we spraying at them like it's D-day

Ain't no Packers but I'm in the midwest

With some green bae

Just got a Airbnb mansion it came with three lakes

Had to cut bro off

He always asking me for some free yay

I don't need no autotune for my career I ain't T-Pain

Why you begging for some weed

I pull up you don't got the money counted?

How the fuck you lose track of yo pole

And say somebody found it?

Mix the Act with the Tris up the color looking brownish

Screaming gibberish in the booth

Man these niggas don't got no talent

I do this how I want

Don't ask the engineer how I be sounding

Oh he say he gon' rob Cee Huncho?

Buddy wylin

I like to run through bands

Cuz I know the money always piling

3D printed switch up on the Glock

We finna get violent

And I can name a dozen opps that still be in hiding

Take a trip to Cali in a jet I don't like driving

I'll pull the second amendment out

I don't like fighting

Plug pulled up when I ran out of wok

Call that good timing

Placed a hit on Friday he was dead by Saturday

Spiderman ain't here to save you

Imma rob you in the alleyway

We know where he live, work, and go to school

We ain't no CIA

Brody beat a opp to death he got hit with foul play

You the type to cooperate with a police officer

And I'm natural with it

Bitch I got more green than a gardener

Freaky with it

Like to give more wood out than a carpenter

I was built for this I'm more cut out than a sharpener

He done ratted out now he in witness protection

Talking on the Huncho had to up the stick to correct him

Had to rob his ass 'cuz buddy kept posting pics flexing

Knock his molars out

I think he need to go and find a new dentist

Damn this steak good

Who's the head of this establishment?

Pull up masks on with ak's like the Taliban

I think I need a time machine I'm tryna get some actavis

I'm 'boutta drive to a baby shower bro just had a kid

Girl let me get up on yo lips

Like some Carmex

Let me fuck you on the kitchen table fuck a car sex

How fast my whip go

You would think that we in Star-Trek

Dawg stealing lyrics in the booth he needa bar check

Anything that's free I'll take

Complimentary

All the opps dead I see em in the cemetery

Rockets at his vehicle he can't move he like

Put it in reverse Terri

Ever since I jumped into the water I live like Larry