Lyrics List - Lando

Im workin I'm serving
I got that money for certain
She twerking for that new Berkin
I got in her the back squirting
I see em lurking they hurting
They know i got it I'll murk em
I'll pull up in that suburban
Or i could be behind that curtain
They don't want it i promise
Oh yea im just being honest
I leave em dead for the commas
When it storm i be the calmest
I chop em down i make em timber
You can tell it to my Kimber
Have em cold like it's December
But the gun hot like an ember
They acting wreckless
I put em on the death list
I be getting money before i eat my breakfast
Get money fuck bitches on my checklist
I want hundred thousand setting on my left wrist
Suburban boy that went and got a bando
Serbian toy oh yea i go commando
Bitch i got a gun but you can catch these hands though
Tell em its L or you can call me Lando
I came for the money but no i don't mind the fame
I promise everybody in the world gon know my name
Bitch I'm raising hell yea I'm feeling like im Kane
Throwing down my hands and I'm raising up that flame
Lando a capo
I get you smoked like tobacco
Yea we gon start up the backhoe
Yea we gon bury this wacko
Cuz you gotta be crazy
If you think u gon play me
Ima show u too the light
If you b acting shady
They acting wreckless
I put em on the death list
I be getting money before i eat my breakfast
Get money fuck bitches on my checklist
I want hundred thousand setting on my left wrist
I'm libel to hold the bible and say nothing but lies
I'm wild take me to trial you gon b a full of flies
My anger be a danger they say i need management
Like that stranger in the mainger but I'm here damage shit
Cuz there aint no saving their souls they be too far gone
They killing for a couple Os so I'm solo no Han
Lando stay in his spaceship
Just being patient
Had a conversation
With an agent
Made an arrangement
Now i got an engagement
With the dinero
They be fish in a barrel
I'ma man thats turned feral
I'ma have em in peril
There life in jeopardy
They pleading with the deputy
Like players do the referee
There ain't enough real left for me
They acting wreckless
I put em on the death list
I be getting money before i eat my breakfast
Get money fuck bitches on my checklist
I want hundred thousand setting on my left wrist