11:11 Lyrics

Lets go

If I call ya phone you picking up

Lemme know sumn

Im not the one you should loaf on

Got two many feelings to pro

Long

And I ain't the type to hold on

Won't get many chances three if ya lucky

And I'm not the one you should fold on

For real I'm tryn be locked in

Not tryn be toxic

But I'm never your option

Fours up I'm never for gotten

Want beef I call up five guys

Six irons bullets as big as the fries

I'm sliding they lying go tell em

Im dyin to send em to places that rhyme wit seven

No pressure but I been applying it nigga I'm next

Aint talkin bout eatin im passin my plate

Im full I already eight

I stay wit my nine for niggas that hate

You kno I ain't tryn conversate

Niggas is pussy I hope you got nine lives

Push me I hit em up nine times

Choppa NSYNC like bye bye bye

My hoes look good like my my my

Stand on my two legs

And my ten toes

Eleven eleven

I'm goin up

I don't eat pork an pigs still smell

You get plucked runnin with twelve

Look to sky sometimes I cry

Don't need thirteen reasons why

Already kno I'm hard body

I'm always good my god got me

that there just one thing I kno

No sucka but I felt like one be for

I can't gamble wit my life

Can't lie sometimes I bet one five

I roll one six I pick up stick

An I pick up quick I'm not gon lie

Tryn burn me so I keep my fire

Don't cost a thing an still I slide

Nigga