dance - luisss lyrics
[intro]
(f*ck goin’ on, maajins?)
[chorus]
can’t dance with the glock in my pants, can’t love on no b*tch i got too many bands
i cannot quit i got too many fans, rocking ricky but he the one ran
he wanna be a rapper he popping the xans
she don’t want the love she want n*ggas who scam
i’m finna fry that boy like frying pan
my glock a [?] yeah, them bullets, spam
i’m posted with shaio yeah, up on the block, like lil trey you not spinning my block
f*ck a rollie i rock a bussdown g*shock
i keep it a g yeah, for the g*lock
like youngboy, i’m finna take off his top
can’t trust no b*tch she gon give you the drop
i missed the part where i hopped out the spot
like what’s to his forehead it got a red dot
[verse]
yeah, i was serving the fiens
money counter yeah, that b*tch still beep
i feel like jono when young n*gga [?]
go get to that money go get to that cheese, her ex*boyfriend not better, than me
but i give him the heat like a hundred degrees
and we finna spray his lil block like febreeze
i’m finna take my new b*tch overseas
uh, we finna go to j*pan
[?] b*tch i was counting these bands, don’t dap me up, i never needed no hand
i feel like kendrick but my opps like d*mn
i’m in a track hawk you in a van
finna fry that boy up like he got a tan
f*ck a house n*gga i want a land
my momma seeing me go up that’s the plan
i take a flight out to cali
shaio still catching the alleys, she said she wanna go down the north valley
i’m counting these hundreds no tally, yeah, a couple n*ggas with me gunners
not talking anime, i know a hunters, yeah, but all of my opps they runners
go get to that bread n*gga not talking wonder
[chorus]
can’t dance with the glock in my pants, can’t love on no b*tch i got too many bands
i cannot quit i got too many fans, rocking ricky but he the one ran
he wanna be a rapper he popping the xans
she don’t want the love she want n*ggas who scam
i’m finna fry that boy like frying pan
my glock a [?] yeah, them bullets, spam
i’m posted with shaio yeah, up on the block, like lil trey you not spinning my block
f*ck a rollie i rock a bussdown g*shock
i keep it a g yeah, for the g*lock
like youngboy, i’m finna take off his top
can’t trust no b*tch she gon give you the drop
i missed the part where i hopped out the spot
like what’s to his forehead it got a red dot
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