lirik lagu indictment season – la4ss
[intro]
(got the bass hard, alleyknock, the bass hard)
[chorus]
i’m duckin’ indictment season
they hit j4 with a conspiracy for no reason
you ain’t never saw your man facedown, barely breathin’
i was playin’ sports, i wasn’t no hitter
you are what you hang around, and i be hangin’ ’round with k!llers
i started off in a lil’ bitty trap, my house got bigger
why you flash that money on instagram? that ain’t six figures
you under the covers talkin’ to pillows ’bout your n*ggas
why you gon’ do me that? i’m a day*one n*gga, i had your back
it’s skan love all the time, that’s cool, ray ray spell slatt
tryna take me off the grind, i’ma still get my skateboard back
ask thug, i’m a real deal slime, take your sh*t, have you payin’ for that
where that sh*t at, boy? hе a real jackboy
[verse 1]
them n*ggas be tryna shoot at mе, but they always hit the backboard
that straight eight, four shooters in it, better play it safe, tryna catch a body today
they shot me with a chop, treymo hit that fat boy
i chased him down on insta’, now his daughter gettin’ raised by a picture
i’ma pull up shootin’ like jayson tatum, fadeaway
drop forty thou’ on my smile, i flew johnny in yesterday
i spilled two*fifty on the counter, told my jeweler richard mille me (richie, ap)
that patek from overseas
i got three letters in the set
thousand*eight horsepowers in the rare kit
i put the house in the county so all these hood n*ggas can’t see me
‘fore i come la4ss, i know these n*ggas wanna be me (they do)
they mama wanna eat me, schoolteachers tryna teach me
and i’m independent, and i beat my sentence like i got a genie
and when it’s cold, i put a giuseppe symbol on the beanie
and all my diamonds come from avianne
these ain’t very small, my sh*t fiji (and water)
i’m f*ckin’ on the plug daughter
[chorus]
i’m duckin’ indictment season
they hit j4 with a conspiracy for no reason
you ain’t never saw your man facedown, barely breathin’
i was playin’ sports, i wasn’t no hitter
you are what you hang around, and i be hangin’ ’round with k!llers
i started off in a lil’ bitty trap, my house got bigger
why you flash that money on instagram? that ain’t six figures
you under the covers talkin’ to pillows ’bout your n*ggas
why you gon’ do me that? i’m a day*one n*gga, i had your back
it’s skan love all the time, that’s cool, ray ray spell slatt
tryna take me off the grind, i’ma still get my skateboard back
ask thug, i’m a real deal slime, take your sh*t, have you payin’ for that
where that sh*t at, boy? he a real jackboy
[verse 2]
n*ggas be tryna take my life, why you wanna take that for?
you can still try it, it’s so hard, drive the urus like a go*kart
n*ggas be worried, i got britney spears, servin’ old boy
pablo escobar touched a hundred mil’, so i’ma go for it
i’m talkin’ ’bout out the street, them sweepers playin’ for keeps
they bouncin’ out on feet, my hitter look like fat gleesh
glock and a switch with a lemon squeeze, i ain’t even gotta barely squeeze it
that sh*t on my chest came out the freezer
my money ain’t come from distrokid, i’m duckin’ them people
blend, blend, blend, blend
keep cappin’ that tre ’til you hurt ten, my fingers crampin’ again
purple, white, gray, tan
trulotto, pluto, metro bloomin, i got different strands
one*point*three my net worth on google, n*gga, i got different friends
hundred thou’ through bitcoin, la4ss gettin’ crypto bands
ppp and edd, join the dub club, i can get you in
just send me your social security number and your first and last
i ain’t juggin’ no fentanyl, no, uh, no, i’m just playin’
ice glass in a trash bag, let ’em tweak somethin’, i hand*to*hand
man, mute your phone
i touched down out the feds usin’ autotune, they said i’m clone
f*ck what a fan sayin’, my money long
(‘fore i grew a beard out, i’m grown)
i’m a landlord, i sell homes
my plug an ese, call him holmes
we be talkin’ spanish on the phone
’bout c*notes
get off a brick and get dinero
won’t leave the house if i ain’t got uno
on mars, i’m off a bruno
i took a xan’, now i see dead people
gave her a superman, now she see red people
i should’ve been a leader of band the way i drum people
i need a grown b*tch gon’ hold me down when it’s that time, can’t deal with no young people
[chorus]
i’m duckin’ indictment season
they hit j4 with a conspiracy for no reason
you ain’t never saw your man facedown, barely breathin’
i was playin’ sports, i wasn’t no hitter
you are what you hang around, and i be hangin’ ’round with k!llers
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