LifeStyle Lyrics

Hop in

Hop out

Better have your Glocks out

Watch out for the cops now

(Life style brazy)

Riding in my 64

And it sit real low

(Life style brazy)

Smoking on buddha

She Blow me like a tuba

(Life style brazy)

And i stay lowkey

Nigga u dont know me

It is what it was

Nigga was my cuz

Then he went and told

And Now he fucked up

Now his luck up

They gone run him up

And if he get caught (caught)

They my cut him up

Cut him like a brick (brick)

But he aint worth shit (shit)

Throw him off the pier

Let him Sleep with the fish

And i told my bitch

Dont speak outta term

That nigga was a snitch

And It could be your turn (turn)

Turn round bend it over

Go on show me what i taught ya

She wanna call me daddy

But i aint even her father

And if i take it further

She might stop eating

Fuck her doggy style

And the bitch stop breathing

Hop in

Hop out

Better have your Glocks out

Watch out for the cops now

(Life style brazy)

Riding in my 64

And it sit real low

(Life style brazy)

Hop in

Hop out

Better have your Glocks out

Watch out for the cops now

(Life style brazy)

Riding in my 64

And it sit real low

(Life style brazy)

Smoking on buddha

She Blow me like a tuba

(Life style brazy)

And i stay lowkey

Nigga u dont know me

I smoke a power bank

I drink like a tank

And if i fuck a bitch

I leave with her thangs

I leave with a bang

My meat on her brains

Bitch like a zombie

She gone eat everything

I treat her the same

Like all these other bitches

Hop in hop out

She might need stitches

Yoh i stretch bitches

Like we doing yoga

My dick in her spine

Almost like she a folder

She gone hold these contents

And i give her options

Head or the chest

In her mouth i cannot miss

knees on her neck

Feel My dick in her stomach

She gone hold these nuts

Like a squirrel in the autumn

Lets get to the bottom

Yoh i love her bottom

Press on her buttons

Squirt out her contents

Bang like its bompton

Nigga i aint fronting

She got a pretty face

So i fuck from the front and

Hop in

Hop out

Better have your Glocks out

Watch out for the cops now

(Life style brazy)

Riding in my 64

And it sit real low

(Life style brazy)

Smoking on buddha

She Blow me like a tuba

(Life style brazy)

And i stay lowkey

Nigga u dont know me

Hang with the gangsters

Nigga i got bangers

Up like a hanger

Fly like a reindeer

Chasing the paper

No time to save her

Cape crusaders

Dont exist where i came from

Where i was raised from

Races and 8 balls

nigga in the trap

Get your cheese

Or get Rat on

Snitches get spat on

Bitches get tapped on

Pull up in a whip then

Straight to the action

Hop in

Hop out

Better have your Glocks out

Watch out for the cops now

(Life style brazy)

Riding in my 64

And it sit real low

(Life style brazy)

Smoking on buddha

She Blow me like a tuba

(Life style brazy)

And i stay lowkey

Nigga u dont know me

Hop in

Hop out

Better have your Glocks out

Watch out for the cops now

(Life style brazy)

Riding in my 64

And it sit real low

(Life style brazy)

Smoking on buddha

She Blow me like a tuba

(Life style brazy)

And i stay lowkey

Nigga u dont know me