Lil Eazzyy – Warning Lyrics
Artist: Lil Eazzyy
Song: Warning
Go
Sleeze Money, uh
Yeah
Still in this b#tch cappin’ with Dan, you know?
Yeah, uh, uh, uh, uh [Let’s do it]
Sleeze Money, you know we been winnin’
Throwin’ them bullets, but no, we ain’t pitchin’
Since a toddler, you knew I been sippin’
f#ckin’ that b#tch like some sauce, yeah, I’m dippin’
Smokin’ the chronic and it got me itchin’
Hit the gas in the Demon, I’m driftin’
The f#ck make you think that I’m needin’ assistance?
You still ask your homies if they can go chip in
White and black diamonds, got my jewelry blend in
Need the load, then you know that I’m sendin’
All of your moves, why do they still be pendin’?
She don’t like suckin’ the dick? Yеah, I’m endin’
f#ck around, let all her friеnds in
Talkin’ ’bout sh#t that I do, now I’m trendin’
Glocks, TECs, MACs, Smith & Wesson
You know that the Glock is my best friend
At the wedding, you know that I’m best man
Dumpin’ out shots, we get fouled, bring the ref in
On the pull up, ain’t doin’ that textin’
You can get knocked off for doin’ that sextin’
Clips, whips, necklace
I know a killer stack bodies like Tetris
So you better count all your blessings
Ain’t f#ckin’ with n#gg#s, a hand, I ain’t lendin’
All of that cappin’ and fu’ sh#t really start pissin’ me off
Grabbin’ the sack and I run, Randy Moss
Don’t make us start pickin’ you off
The sh#t you been savin’ to get, yeah, I bought
You innocent ’til you get caught
Unless you a rat
You know my n#gg#s not familiar with that
I made your rent off of flippin’ the packs
Time movin’ too fast, so I’m sippin’ the Act’
I don’t think you was really out there sellin’ crack
Man, these n#gg#s ain’t livin’ like that
Flew to Cali, I ain’t goin’ back
Touch so much money, I ain’t keepin’ track
We was doin’ them hits off the app
Sleeze Money, they touchin’ more stacks than your dad [Your dad, b#tch
You know that my n#gg#s been stackin’
You n#gg#s be scratchin’ the surface, but ain’t keepin’ traction
Hit from the back, it’s a whole lot of action
Screaming loud noise, Toni Braxton
Just grabbed the load and it’s massive
Don’t ask for a fee, ’cause you know that I’m taxin’
Runtz in my ‘Wood, and you know I ain’t passin’
I’m feelin’ like Keef, hit the Turbo and that’s it
Actin’ an ass, ridin’ ’round
Back up, lil’ b#tch, no, you not my companion
Say he told and now he
Callin’ plays, I feel like Peyton Manning
No
So you know that my diamonds be cool
Drippin’ that sauce like I stepped out a pool
All of my b#tches be freaky and rude
Like a janitor, stay with a tool
Off a Perky, I get in my mood
Touchin’ my Wocky, put you on the news
Man, I never even heard of this dude
Back in my hood, they callin’ me the truth
‘Fit costin’ a fifty, I’m just in the booth
I’m fresh to death in Canadian Goose
I ain’t f#ckin’ with one, man, I need about two b#tches
Yeah, I need about two b#tches
Uh, n#gg#, need ’bout two stitches, n#gg#, uh
And your boo listen, uh, yeah, uh, uh
Too smitten
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Release Year: 2021