lirik lagu no adlibs – big homiie g
[intro]
turn me up yc
[verse 1]
woah
i don’t know why these n*ggas hatin’ on me
i got a check, i waited days on it
i put my life down on these beats, i’m ready for whatever, whoever on it
i ain’t never tuckin’ my chain, gotta see this ice
n*gga really spent too much on it
i told my n*gga we up and i got him for life
give a f*ck if they wrong or they right
they say i’m next up for a deal
i say i’m independent with a mil’
i’m in my section fresher than b*tch
these rose gold cubans give me the chills
i can’t be rockin’ whatever ain’t real
i spent a 50 ball for a grill
i keep a burner with me, [?], give a f*ck how you lil’ n*ggas feel
i’m f*ckin’ off with the tris’ when i can’t get the wock’
i’m sick as h*ll, need me a doc
i’m paranoid off these percs and this car followin’ me
let him have it when i hit the block
i’m fresh off the road countin’ up my money
my son say “d*mn, dad, that’s a lot”
i’m smellin’ like tom ford on a yacht
she want me to love on her, but i’m not
i’m tryna burn her head off the top
[bridge]
yeah
naw, forreal, i’m already up
i’ont want nun outhcha but some head, baby, ya know what i’m sayin’
i ain’t tryna lock in witcha
i ain’t tryna, nahmean, be him
[verse 2]
nah, i ain’t tryna be your hubby
lyin’ to me everyday like you love me
you get in your feelings everytime you f*ck me
callin’ me fat, broke, and ugly
this money make a n*gga handsome and chubby
these n*ggas be cuffin’ these b*tches for nothing
i’m tryna move on soon as i nut
we goin’ hard, got my hand in her b*tt
we goin’ hard, got my hand in her mouth
f*ckin’ her good, make her holler “ouch”
it’s 8:30 in the morning, i’m geeked
i’m full of yellow, i ain’t had no sleep
i’m who they see when they turn on tv
tryna do right, but i’m still in the streets
tryna do right, but i’m still doin’ wrong
i ain’t gon’ stop till a f*ck n*gga gone
i ain’t gon’ stop till a f*ck n*gga dead
here go a bag, bring me his head
i ain’t squashin’ sh*t, i said what i said
i got ’em cliquin’ up with n*ggas scared
i got ’em cliquin’ up with n*ggas spooked
you the type to see a n*gga, don’t even shoot
i’m the one ridin’ lamb’, stars in the roof
we the ones invented choppas in the coupe
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