
reef – luigi Lyrics
Artist: reef
Song: luigi
Bands in my pocket, all these bands in my wallet
You wanna, pocket watch
Oh, he a fan? On my mama
Walk to the bank and this wallet on me
For free
Like, this sh#t not deli, boy, get off my meat
26 mil, for an eight-bar feat
Pocket’s on green, lil’ b#tch
These b#tches a burden, well, f#ck you
She want sex, I told her
They got a problem
You so Weenie Hut Junior you can’t get up on my level
She got a teeny bite, four minivans with a couple of jewelry
Step in the mirror and talk to the devil
Sit down on a and they give me a medal
I’m in the cut sippin’ drank out the kettle
I’m in the cut sippin’ drank it not water
Rain b#tch, bro shot, he the
7.62 and they grr-a-ta
It’s not fair
Grow a pair
Rick Ross, like peaches in Paris
All that, but I’m scared
She got a, lil’ bro, I’m rewinding
Lil’ bro too fat, can’t fit in this
SRT in the cat
On cat piss, they like, “Lil’ bro, you so dirty”
f#ck around, talkin’ my name, he get buried
Walk around with that b#tch, better scram, make ’em scurry
He met a, lil’ bro leave in a hurry
, make ’em stand up like the jury
Kung-Fu Panda, hit that b#tch furry
And that b#tch got worried
I told you so many times
You don’t but my mind
Got dressed, feelin’ mediocre
Then I look in the mirror, felt great
Pocket’s on green, lil’ b#tch
These b#tches a burden, well, f#ck you
She want sex, I told her
They got a problem
You so Weenie Hut Junior you can’t get up on my level
She got a teeny bite, four minivans with a couple of jewelry
Step in the mirror and talk to the devil
Sit down on a and they give me a medal
I’m in the cut sippin’ drank out the kettle
I’m in the cut sippin’ drank it not water
Rain b#tch, bro shot, he the
7.62 and they grr-a-ta
Foot on the gas, step on the pedal
I’m sellin’ double, that’s double the trouble
That is not money, that sh#t so embezzle
Twenty-five grand but no love on this
That’s not Balenci, that’s straight up
Focus on money, boy, f#ck your appearance
Bro, they buy Gucci, they give it
I’m way too high off that perc, I’m not hearin’
Shoutout to, that’s my sister, been
Pop me a thirty, then pop me a ten
G-Wagon, boy, I’m
Shoutout my dog, boy, that’s Cyber and
, get ’em in a
I’ve been gettin’ rich, I don’t know where they been
And I’m with his b#tch, probably why he
Sippin’ on wok, overdose, I’m won’t
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Release Year: 2020