Lud Foe - New Lyrics

Lyrics New - Lud Foe



Kid Wond3r, you made this beat? Damn
Gang
New whip, new chain, new wrist
No Hooks, bitch, you know how I'm rockin', nigga
Hahaha, aye
New whip, new shoes, new chain, new wrist
New Russian AK with a very long clip
Old money, dead mans, got my pockets on stiff
Foreign shit, nitro got my engine on drift
Bust down left wrist, Rolex, boss shit
New car, luxury, Maybach, Ross shit
Left foot, right foot, I kick him up and cross him
SRT, high speed, where he at? I lost him
I'm fresh like some fabulo, baby, I'm awesome
A nigga run off with my shit, it's gon' cost him
No stress, hitman, hunt him down, off him
No vest, dumb ass, get put in a coffin
Four leaf clover, money green, Boston
Balmain, blue jeans, you tryna take them off me
You drink soda and I sell soda
You got shooters and I got soldiers
I hit the club, go straight to the back like Rosa
I got my Louis loafers all on the sofa
When you in that field, keep a eye over your shoulder
She got me aroused when she bent that thing over
Bowleg, thick bitch, redbone, lipstick
Ain't no sense in robbin' you if I ain't gon' get shit
When I see my target, I bet I ain't gon' miss shit
Paint job, ice cream, white sheets, breath mint
SK, HK, bullets like fish sticks
Penthouse, balcony, marble floors, rich shit
Blue cheese, disease, diagnose, sick shit
One gear, two gear, three gear, stick shift
This a young street nigga party, how'd you get here?
Come in here and you'll be sorry, split your shit here
I got sniper mans on the roof like a reindeer
Fuck a vest, you gon' need some Teflon head gear
NASCAR, hot rides, burnout, donuts
Lambo, suicide, butterfly doors up
Put your head down and pull your close up
If you broke, better pick a pole up
North side, west side, south side, east side
Come on the west side, you'll get deep fried
These here Balmains, you rock Levi's
I got on Gucci shoes, you rock Filas
So many hoes here, I can't decide
She keep callin', she ain't get an answer or a reply
Bitch, I'm always grindin', iIain't got no free time
Don't call my phone if it ain't 'bout no money, I decline
Gang



Writer(s): Willie James Akins Jr.


Lud Foe - No Hooks II
Album No Hooks II
date of release
27-10-2017




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