Never Broke Again ● All Day Lurkin

[Intro]
I tell them scoot from out my way
I need it now, no, I can't wait

[Chorus]
Hit it from the back, she got me sweatin' (A17)
Lil' shawty, she the finest I done seen, she like a present
Brand new 'Rari, I got that stick...⇣ More

[Intro]
I tell them scoot from out my way
I need it now, no, I can't wait

[Chorus]
Hit it from the back, she got me sweatin' (A17)
Lil' shawty, she the finest I done seen, she like a present
Brand new 'Rari, I got that stick inside this bitch, boy try to test me
(Damn, Jam, this shit a vibe)
One hundred or better, we get to dumpin' Smith & Wesson
Oh, late-night swervin', all day lurkin', broad day wit' that 223
J.O.G., they know that they like murder
Hey, what I ain't heard of?
I swear to God, too many people R.I.P
I swear that we gon' leave him, bleedin', whole family griеvin'






[Verse]
Two hundred twenty thousand spent that on dеsigner clothes
Most likely in 'em project houses with the finest ho
Look like a nigga hit the lotto with this bankroll
Hand on the Glock, we hit they corner like you ain't know
I can't fold, I'm way too solid like a brick
What you ain't know, half of them got knocked off by the clique
Revolvers, we got plenty
Fuck a Tahoe, Lamborghini
Elijah talkin [?] , bitch I'm ballin', no arena
I'm kickin' Peezy on this beat
With a extendy in the glizzy
I put a beamy on the nina
Gon' put my name right on your titty
Slangin' 9 from out of beamer
She say I don't know how to treat her
Hah, I just had a threesome, pussy wet, Aquafina
I just had a threesome, pussy wet, call FEMA
Mmm, I done really ran me up a check off reefer
I just really, really want the neck, she's a eater
My lil' nigga pay to get you whacked, gon' beat her

[Chorus]
Hit it from the back, she got me sweatin'
Lil' shawty, she the finest I done seen, she like a present
Brand new 'Rari, I got that stick inside this bitch, boy try to test me
One hundred or better, we get to dumpin' Smith & Wesson
Oh, late-night swervin', all day lurkin', broad day wit' that 223
J.O.G., they know that they like murder
Hey, what I ain't heard of?
I swear to God, too many people R.I.P
I swear that we gon' leave him bleedin', whole family grievin'


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