Songtexte
Lex
Luger
Yeah,
yeah
I'm
the
alpha
and
the
omega,
the
star
player
You're
a
liar,
big
capper,
a
pump
faker
Seen
you
around,
but
you
never
involved,
a
spectator
Can't
you
see
the
Spirit
of
Ecstasy?
This
ain't
a
Bentayga
(huh?)
Nah,
how
we
livin'?
I'm
never
quittin'
(woo)
V
'Bach
whippin',
Rollie
ain't
tickin'
818
sippin',
sauce
spillin'
See
different
colors
when
the
shrooms
kick
in,
born
sinnin'
See
who's
your
brother
when
they
start
talking
prison
Big
Smoke,
I
don't
fight,
my
diamonds
hittin'
Came
with
a
chopper,
he
ain't
a
DJ,
but
my
guy's
spinnin'
Are
you
dizzy?
He
ain't
got
no
ID,
he's
got
bine
with
him
If
I
told
my
brother
that
it's
4L,
that
means
I'm
riding
with
him
I
just
turned
an
L
into
a
lesson,
that's
another
win
Keep
the
balance,
yeah,
that's
how
you
keep
the
money
comin'
in
I
checked
my
balance,
and
it
looked
like
a
bag
of
onion
rings
Check
the
cameras,
better
be
Lionel
Messi
if
you're
running
in
(greaze)
Gotta
protect
my
energy
'cause
I'm
really
him
Hyperactive,
self-medicating
soon
as
I
leave
the
gym
When
you
take
me
for
a
nice
guy,
then
you
meet
my
evil
twin
Too
many
times
I've
seen
'em
jump
in
the
deep
end,
and
they
can't
even
swim
(yo,
yeah)
Hotter
than
a
oven,
grabba
crushed
in
so
my
spliff
bussin'
Slick
talking,
gotta
hide
the
smoke
when
the
kids
walk
in
Six
figures,
now
I
gotta
bank
with
Coutts,
I'm
big
bossing
(rich)
No,
I
ain't
from
Milwaukee,
but
I'm
a
mill'
walking
Lex
Luger
(greaze)
on
the
beat
(bow),
this
shit's
knocking
Bad
bit',
told
me
that
she
don't
twerk,
now
she's
TikTokin'
(how?)
I
see
the
back
from
the
front
like
she's
criss-crossin'
(sex)
Needed
a
ride,
said
I
can't
get
her
the
keys,
now
we're
lip-lockin'
Mains
first,
and
we
got
matchin'
watches
if
you're
wrist
watchin'
(tick-tock)
Anytime
you
see
my
name,
know
that's
a
hit
droppin'
(hit
drop)
And
the
streets
ain't
like
F1,
there
ain't
no
pit
stoppin'
(woo)
Pulled
up
to
the
venue,
jumped
in
the
stage
and
I
got
that
shit
rockin'
I
just
turned
an
L
into
a
lesson,
that's
another
win
Keep
the
balance,
yeah,
that's
how
you
keep
the
money
comin'
in
I
checked
my
balance,
and
it
looked
like
a
bag
of
onion
rings
Check
the
cameras,
better
be
Lionel
Messi
if
you're
running
in
(greaze)
Gotta
protect
my
energy
'cause
I'm
really
him
Hyperactive,
self-medicating
soon
as
I
leave
the
gym
When
you
take
me
for
a
nice
guy,
then
you
meet
my
evil
twin
Too
many
times
I've
seen
'em
jump
in
the
deep
end,
and
they
can't
even
swim
Hah,
hah,
hah
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