alphabet - lil rango & leekflexin lyrics
[intro]
yeah
leeky on the beat
(i got my beat it’s from leeky)
aye, look
[verse 1]
aye, you know i got my beat it’s from leeky
i f*cked on that b*tch and that b*tch she was freaky
slide through the block and then hop out then b*tches start leekin
i slide on a opp and then hop out, his ass start tweakin’
me and lil bolo start squeezing
he tried to buss back but his choppa not sneezing
and, yeah, we gon’ hunt ’cause you know its that season
i was 13 stealing sh*t for no reason
[verse 2]
i was 14 on the block trappin’ for the winter
15, i started hopping in sprinters
at 16 i started blastin’ them pistols
never got caught up, i never got sentenced
and 17, b*tch, i had turned to a mеnace
glock with a switch up, that b*tch at his pendant
know me and hеrby go ghost in a minute
i pop out october like, n*gga, what’s wit’ it?
said wait ’til october, i told you, ain’t listen
now, i’m on the block
and then 12, they ride past thinkin i’m pimpin’
‘member back then they would hop out on us then we dippin’
my money was green, that sh*t wasn’t crippin
that sh*t was a problem i had to go get it
i’m in the crib posted up for a minute
it wasn’t no plays so i had to go steal it
i callup lil bolo he shooting a shorty, he peal it
me and lil bolo start squeezing
he tried to buss back but his choppa not sneezing
and, yeah, we gon’ hunt ’cause you know its that season
i was 13 stealing sh*t for no reason
(b*tch i was 14 tryna trap for the season)
14, i had a thousand no reason
my momma had found it, she thought she was tweaking
she calling my phone like, “the f*ck is you thinking?”
b*tch, i was always outside like a pigeon
i can’t let no stupid b*tch f*ck up my vision
i can’t let no shorty get close to my heart
she tripping
[refrain]
i f*ck around slide on a opp, he dippin’
and then i run up
then get to clippin’
them b*tches they hitting his back, get to tripping
and then i stand over him, and then get to dippin’
[verse 3]
a, for artillery, n*ggas is b*tches
b, for the bucks, we only want riches
c, for the clips that we give to the snitches
and d for the opps that be riding my d*ck
e, for extensions we got in the clips
f, in my classes, i wasn’t on sh*t
g*lock gon’ air out the spot, make em dip
h ’cause the g*lock always on my hip
interstate, hop on that b*tch and i’m skidding
and jit you is joking, you gotta be kidding
k for the k!llers, lil bolo is willing
and l for you n*ggas while we steady winning
m on the beamer, performance is skidding
n, for you n*ggas that don’t got the vision
o, for a opp that i bake like a kitchen
p, for a p*ssy i beat like a kitten
and q for a queer ass opp, i ain’t wit’ it
r, for a double*r, know i’m tryn’ get it
s, for the switch on a glock*23
t, for the hollow tips, shooting a spree
you know you better duck when we shoot at yo’ v
double*u, so many ws like they was free
my ex tryn’ get sh*t from me
when i told that b*tch, “no”
then she start asking me why?
and i told that lil hoe that i’m zooted, just please do not talk to me
[outro]
s for the switch on the glock*23
t for the hollow tips, shootin’ a spree
u know you better duck when we shoot at yo’ v
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