Lala

Verse:
Only smoking exotic, the zaza
I like mixing Chanel with the Prada
Remember nights serving out the Ramada
Real stepper, got bitches like Lala
Fiji diamonds, that shit came with agua
I came right out the Southside of Sauga
Catch a play everyday out the plaza
Drop a band on that wrist for the dollars
Real deal, I deal with the mattas
They want smoke, we want all of the grabba
Cashing out all of my cheques with a comma
All these perky’s I feel like a doctor
Brodi walk with a stick, Harry Potter
Only woman I trust, is my momma
Youngest nigga in charge, likе Obama
We came right from the bottom, on god yuh
I’m not passing that ball it’s a layup
CEO and I hang with thе players
If they owe me, I’m making em pay up
I’m applying the pressure, the weight up
We got right to the powder, no makeup
We got right to the cut, with no shape up
We got right the bag with no major
5 am, I’m still counting that paper
Gucci belly, I’ve been bout my chips though
Been kawalling since I was jit though
If I got to, I’m rocking a kick door
Real nigga, I know what it hit for
Take the clothes off my back for kinfolk
5 percent that’s the tint on the window
Got the drop on the opp, got the info
We made it off the block with the wrist though