Limbo Lyrics

Nigga, give me the fuckin' loot Where in your pockets nigga, we need all that

A lot of pies in the trap like a bimbo Big Bo work, not talkin' Lizzo

Big pickle for the bitch just to sit on I hit the bitch from the back, tell her get on

They ain't want me back then, I felt like Mike Jones

Now I'm ballin' on these niggas, feel like Jim Jones

Jigga might just pull up in a limo Scrapin' everything, I was in a limbo

Workin' with the weight , nigga, not a little Try to ride, 762 hit his kinfolk

Got the keys to the streets, I make him jiggle My shooters runnin' with them tecs with a whistle

The opps freeze when they see us icicle Fiends beggin' me for meth, real crystals

If my bros think you sweet, they'll lick you big man don't gang bang, but I'm official

Bitch, I'm Micheal Myers, I'm just tryna stab it

Where the pretty bitches went, find your lashes

Are you a real trapper nigga, I'm just askin

Jigga infatuated with franklins and jacksons

Price up and down like drop zone, I'm taxin

Gang said you niggas dubs, y'all flaggin

Fuck nigga, ain't bring a strap, he lackin

Send him up, up, up, up in traffic

Orange b-balls on me like I'm Maverick

Can't wear what I'm wearin' cause it's tacky

I make blues on them bitch, call me daddy

I'm gettin' Tina Real high off a sally

Niggas say you want beef with a patty

Runnin' up on pussy niggas, let's get active

Fuckin' with the jigg, know he need a casket

Titties on it bands in my pants lookin' saggy

A lot of pies in the trap like a bimbo

Big bowl work, not talkin' Lizzo

Big pickle for the bitch just to sit on

I hit the bitch from the back, tell her get on

They ain't want me back then, I felt like Mike Jones

Now I'm ballin' on these niggas, feel like Jim Jones

Jigga might just pull up in a limo

Scrappin' everything, I was in a limbo

Yeah, keep that

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