Lalalala

Lalalala
Lalalala, yeah
Lalalala, yeah
Lalalala, yeah
Lalalala, yeah
Lalalala, yeah
Lalalala, yeah

Pull with the gang, i got my stick out
Lil boys got move out
I know we been through alot but girl
You better Chill out
I been through hard times, I won't lie
Praying for the light to come out
I been on that bag now they hate to see that
Cruising in a Tesla it ain't got no gas

I'm going straight to the top like Vet
Screaming Bino that's my dawg, so he can rest
I got sticks in the bag
This shit get to messy
Either way you think I'm lacking
I got one in my belly
I got murder in my mind Bitch I'm not melly
I wonder if it's true is the sky the limit?
I wonder

Lalalala
Lalalala, yeah
Lalalala, yeah
Lalalala, yeah
Lalalala, yeah
Lalalala, yeah
Lalalala, yeah