bleachers - laylo!! lyrics
[chorus]
(laylo!!, take your pants off)
yeah, guarantee you’ll put bro on a t*shirt (yeah, yeah)
got that chopper started with security, b*tch, and i get more money than my teacher
cr*cracking the top out that b*tch, ho, we in the paint, ballin’ out the bleachers
tell my shawty gon’ pray to me, p*ssy n*ggas thought laylo!! was a preacher
yeah, slide with a fully, n*ggas talk down, get bullied
young n*gga smoking on cookie
i need a milli’, n*gga go dumb, go silly, wanna be laylo!!, really?
ye*yeah, i put the mac’ in the backpack
creep through the night, n*gga, like a creature (yeah, yeah)
got that motto, n*ggas ain’t brazy, they hitting my line, said you want a featurе
[verse]
and i’ll clown n*ggas like ronald
i’m pushing the v, full throttle
i ain’t nеver gon’ sip out the bottle
n*ggas gon’ talk, wet it up like bottle
how much money, you gotta hit the lotto
n*ggas gotta catch up like tommato
getting racks, to the bread, that’s the motto
smoking on boof, and my sh*t been gelato
two*tone on my wrist like [?]
n*ggas copy the wave, finna follow
leave ’em dead, they gon’ fill ’em with hollows
sippin’ on red, and my bro got moscato
rocking (n)ine in j*pan, like a model
know this chopper gon’ sound like vibrato
shoot a film in this b*tch, [?]
brodie gon’ leave a n*gga in [pisado?]
[chorus]
(laylo!!, take your pants off)
yeah, guarantee you’ll put bro on a t*shirt (yeah, yeah)
got that chopper started with security, b*tch, and i get more money than my teacher
cr*cracking the top out that b*tch, ho, we in the paint, ballin’ out the bleachers
tell my shawty gon’ pray to me, p*ssy n*ggas thought laylo!! was a preacher
yeah, slide with a fully, n*ggas talk down, get bullied
young n*gga smoking on cookie
i need a milli’, n*gga go dumb, go silly, wanna be laylo!!, really?
ye*yeah, i put the mac’ in the backpack
creep through the night, n*gga, like a creature (yeah, yeah)
got that motto, n*ggas ain’t brazy, they hitting my line, said you want a feature
[verse 2]
i put ’em stones right up on my sh*t
got l’s on the block, n*gga, flip a brick
think you ten toes? better watch you trip
i’m losing my mind, smoking in this b*tch
need visine, i don’t know who real
whole lot of blunt, n*gga, no, i don’t sip
i’m way too sick, n*gga, way too ill
get green like pickle, ayy, ain’t no doing no deal
[chorus]
(laylo!!, take your pants off)
yeah, guarantee you’ll put bro on a t*shirt (yeah, yeah)
got that chopper started with security, b*tch, and i get more money than my teacher
cr*cracking the top out that b*tch, ho, we in the paint, ballin’ out the bleachers
tell my shawty gon’ pray to me, p*ssy n*ggas thought laylo!! was a preacher
yeah, slide with a fully, n*ggas talk down, get bullied
young n*gga smoking on cookie
i need a milli’, n*gga go dumb, go silly, wanna be laylo!!, really?
ye*yeah, i put the mac’ in the backpack
creep through the night, n*gga, like a creature (yeah, yeah)
got that motto, n*ggas ain’t brazy, they hitting my line, said you want a feature
[outro]
(the shadow [?])
(you seem lost)
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