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Artist | Lil Dude |
Album | All Slimes Go To Heaven |
Release Date | 2019-08-01 |
Description | ? |
Lyrics | [Intro] I ain't got no present day My niggas still trappin’ out of Section 8 First class, we got big cake Ayy [Chorus] Hard times don't last, nigga (Don't last, nigga) I was runnin’ down for that cash, nigga (For that cash) I wake up, I want me a big bag, nigga (A big bag, nigga) It ain't real hard to do some math, nigga (Uh) Had to trust some niggas, had to trust some hoes (What? What?) One thing I won't do, one thing I won't do (You know) Still in designer clothes, still in designer clothes (Designer clothes) Designer on me and designer on my bros (What?) [Verse] Yeah, I can't love a bitch Glock up on my hip They got rubber grip And young Boowop We up on our shit If you ain't gang, nigga We ain't fuckin' with ya I can’t trust these niggas I be ballin’, swish I be ballin', swish I ball like the Clippers Who the fuck is these guys? I don’t want 'em 'round me Me and Mal in that fast shit Might make the ground bleed If it's a problem, fix it, niggas need to mind they business ’Cause I been in the trenches gettin' it, tryna stack these riches These niggas hatin' on the kid, don't want me get a plate That stick with me same size as my nephew Blake That stick hit and it sound like an 808 (Trapnanana) And I ain't talkin' 'bout no food when I say bust your grape Uh, she wanna fuck, I want her tongue That's how I'm rockin', red rum, put that chopper on your bum [Chorus] Hard times don't last, nigga (Don't last, nigga) I was runnin' down for that cash, nigga (For that cash) I wake up, I want me a big bag, nigga (A big bag, nigga) It ain't real hard to do some math, nigga (Uh) Had to trust some niggas, had to trust some hoes (What? What?) One thing I won't do, one thing I won't do (You know) Still in designer clothes, still in designer clothes (Designer clothes) Designer on me and designer on my bros (What?)You might also like |