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child please - low hanging fruit lyrics

[intro]
hey, that’s when i hear child please
you know what child please mean?
child please is a nice way of tellin’ someone, you know, f-ck you

[verse 1 – trip]
yeah
child please
we been doing shows overseas (yeah)
made a few g’s in a week, few more in my sleep (yeah)
really i could reel it in with ease (really)
really i could do it ’till she scream (woo!)
with my hand around her mouth, we got other people in the house (yeah)
turn up on the tv, make it loud, we ain’t gotta let ’em know
you know me, i’m movin’ on the low (movin’)
even when i’m sleepin’ i’ll be woke, though (i’ll be woke, though)
sweatshirt, got my f-ckin’ logo (lhf, lhf)
roll up on the way up, that sh-t most though (most though)
yeah, my sh-t super lit, i’m verified, i do this sh-t but when it come to you and him that sh-t is so, so (wack, though)
easy how i run this, you the type to jump ship
all that commentatin’, you ain’t ever even done sh-t (ehhh)
yeah, experience will tell me everything (yeah)
i’ma let it come to me while sippin’ lemonade

[hook – trip, soup, trip & soup]
ayy
child please (child please)
yeah, yeah
child please (child please)
yeah, yeah
child please (child please)
yeah, yeah
child please (child please)
yeah, yeah
child please

[verse 2 – soup]
soup, i got the keys (keys)
we’ve been on the beach, what? 85 degrees
stayin’ on my grind (grind), stackin’ bands lately
couple haters hate me, tell ’em kiss the bait, b
twin turbo engines, told my shorty, “gotta buckle up”
cut off half these n-ggas but somehow i’m still ‘gon double up
train foreigns in the foreign, tell me, what’s the currency?
switch up to the low ride, yeah, we playin’ current, see?
yeah, check up on your soul, go professional, now you’re chasin’ gold, hit the give and go, it’s already sold
cappin’ on the gram, get a better price, do it for the fam, now you’re livin’ nice, had to roll the dice
l-l-lhf the gang, colorado bang, do it for jamaica, he ain’t even seen that wave, gotta strain
let me see endurance, i’ma light the burners, it’s no doubt we keep it hot, couple g’s inside the pot

[verse 3 – trip, soup, trip & soup]
don’t be actin’ dumb, dude, compet-tion run through
rise up like the sun, dude, and go off like a gun do
i ain’t a fan of ya (nah!)
they losin’ stamina
and i can never fold
coolin’ on the coast
and i can never fake it, fake is not a friend to make
watch it, you can’t replicate, i lead the pack and set the pace
child please
she be sayin’ thank you on her knees, i been tryna give you lessons, put the session through the keys, gang
now hit that icky shuffle
look at my footwork
i can never stumble, though
that’s for lil’ purpp
neighborhood, i am the hero, just like lil’ durk
place a bet, jump on a jet, how much your book worth?
what’s your stock worth, sell out when i drop merch
runnin’ through the hundreds with a hand inside my boxers
this a different type of crew that they ain’t f-ckin’ with
and if they sayin’ something different, tell ’em suck a d-ck

[outro]
child please (child please)
child please (you cannot touch me)
cannot touch me (you cannot touch me)
child please (child, child)
child please
child please
touch me (you cannot touch, you cannot touch me)
child please (you cannot touch, you cannot touch me)

- low hanging fruit lyrics

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