Lu Dort

[Intro]
To the girl that keeps running back to me after every failed relationship
Break up with your man baby I miss you

[Verse 1]
Balling so damn hard they had to make a new sport
I don’t let nothing get passed me like I’m Lu Dort
Y’all make me 6’2 (sick to) my stomach, y’all is too short
My money B.I.G and Giant, I’m from New York

And I’m keeping it a hunnid like a Newport
Tell your girl that I said hey cause we go way back
Fucked my driver just to flick up with my Maybach
If your pussy ass don’t like me bitch just say that

Look me in my eye and see (I-N-C) I’m about my business
I’ve been flossing so damn hard don’t need a dentist
Account got hella commas like a run-on sentence
Shoutout Vik and shoutout Boost and shoutout Kinnis

Marge Simpson cause I swear I love my Homies
Move in silence like the G up in bologna
I stopped taking percs and did it by my lonely
Strapped (strap) for time, I trade my blicky for a Rollie

I don’t wipe my ass, I never let shit bother me
Shawty give me hella brain like a lobotomy
Is that SAV up in the SEPTA? Pussy probably
I might have a Benz but I’m still used to poverty

This lame ass hoe keep calling me
I fuck, she hit the lottery
She said, “Why you unfollow me?”
She get blocked like an artery
My shows is hella quality
Their hands up like a robbery
We’re spinning like it’s pottery
The opps going to send apologies

Rocking Rhude but I always mind my manners
I was always touching bread before the cameras
We talk money, it’s okay, you don’t understand us
80 racks to do discussion boards on Canvas

Want to eat, I got a lot on my plate
That’s when your girl going to hit me up say take me out on a date
Iced out, in the club, like a bottle of Ace
Why your homies switching sides like a Kamala race?

She get on D like the Legion of Boom
With a bitch so bad it looked like she was raiding a tomb
I was counting before I walked I’m getting paid in the womb
Cameras flashing so damn bright I should’ve stayed in the room

Bob the Builder, keep my faith in a tool
You going to never catch me lacking, keep a drac in the pool
Diamonds do the Harlem Shake these rappers faking their jewels
They said brown boys shouldn’t rap, I guess I’m breaking the rules

Born to hustle, bitch I come up everyday like the sun
Move a muscle, I’m going to flex on all you bitches for fun
Feel like Russell when I shoot cause I got ice in my blood
Like a shovel cause they see I got it out of the mud

[Outro]
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Can’t get past me like I’m Lu Dort
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Keep a strap I feel like Lu Dort
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Can’t pronounce my name like Lu (Lugentz) Dort
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Dropped the second half like Lu Dort
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Almost 25 like Lu Dort
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We got plenty nines like Lu Dort
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And I shot the gun like Lu Dort
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I am NOT the 1 like Lu Dort