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Bigg Kent - Law Talk Lyrics



Bigg Kent - Law Talk Lyrics
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Don't, don't, don't text me from no iCloud,
Call me when your phone on,
All that skinny shit is what's wrong,
I had enough like J-Lo, and
I'm really tired of that shit,
I fell asleep on the way home,
And if a nigga said he want smoke,
Put him in a box like a capone
B-b-bitches come dime a dozen,
I only buy drink when I'm f*cking, and
I do a lot of f*cking,
I'm at the liquor store like McLovin',
It look like I broke up with her,
Cause the way that I keep dumping
And a nigga already fried,
I'm just rolling up for nothing,
I like when shit work in my favor
I got residue on my table,
I'm trying hard to be the greatest,
I even started my own label
I don't take no one serious,
In case anybody was curious,
I'ma keep dropping these tapes
Look like fast and the furious,
I will go dumb, go stupid,
Put it in the air like I'm polluting,
|This bitch big like Rashbusha
Make a nigga roll out like Luda,
I ain't jumping the game, nigga,
I dove in like scuba,
I did a roll call like Shabooya
If I bless you, say hallelujah
Nigga, I'm off the tree like acorns,
Put it on the table like a 8-ball,
I ain't tripping over no bitches,
I ain't gon' slip, stumble, or fall,
Niggas get booked like a Quran,
Chasing blocks like Lebron,
I roll in the field like a soccer ball,
But I got it on smash like Donkey Kong
These niggas hating like shit,
They wish they could do it like Kent
They wish all they bitches was friends,
They mad they watch dont shine like this,
Tell a f*ck nigga ease up,
He'll get squeezed like Capri Suns,
I shoot a nigga right before church, Any giving sunday like willie beamon
At hotels like Rwanda,
I'm the man like Jawanna,
I'ma boot like shoe polish,
That's forever like Wakanda,
They be impersonating, look like Afion Crocket,
They be acting like some robbers
They aint on nothing nun not nada,
I want yams like Thanksgiving,
You'll get fried like a skillet
I got a dream and I'ma fulfill it,
Gave my last name to my children,
I be up top like a ceiling
I got a long line of women,
I got a shotgun like a pilgrim,
I got a shot, shot, shot,1
Back when quarantine was open,
I was on Snapchat having orgies,
And I did a lot of recording,
Them was good times like Florida,
I'm trying to get rich like Porter,
But these niggas still out of order
I'll pay Polo for that hit, he'll do that shit for a quarter, ayy
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Don't, don't, don't text me from no iCloud,
Call me when your phone on,
All that skinny shit is what's wrong,
I had enough like J-Lo, and
I'm really tired of that shit,
I fell asleep on the way home,
And if a nigga said he want smoke,
Put him in a box like a capone
B-b-bitches come dime a dozen,
I only buy drink when I'm f*cking, and
I do a lot of f*cking,
I'm at the liquor store like McLovin',
It look like I broke up with her,
Cause the way that I keep dumping
And a nigga already fried,
I'm just rolling up for nothing,
I like when shit work in my favor
I got residue on my table,
I'm trying hard to be the greatest,
I even started my own label
I don't take no one serious,
In case anybody was curious,
I'ma keep dropping these tapes
Look like fast and the furious,
I will go dumb, go stupid,
Put it in the air like I'm polluting,
|This bitch big like Rashbusha
Make a nigga roll out like Luda,
I ain't jumping the game, nigga,
I dove in like scuba,
I did a roll call like Shabooya
If I bless you, say hallelujah
Nigga, I'm off the tree like acorns,
Put it on the table like a 8-ball,
I ain't tripping over no bitches,
I ain't gon' slip, stumble, or fall,
Niggas get booked like a Quran,
Chasing blocks like Lebron,
I roll in the field like a soccer ball,
But I got it on smash like Donkey Kong
These niggas hating like shit,
They wish they could do it like Kent
They wish all they bitches was friends,
They mad they watch dont shine like this,
Tell a f*ck nigga ease up,
He'll get squeezed like Capri Suns,
I shoot a nigga right before church, Any giving sunday like willie beamon
At hotels like Rwanda,
I'm the man like Jawanna,
I'ma boot like shoe polish,
That's forever like Wakanda,
They be impersonating, look like Afion Crocket,
They be acting like some robbers
They aint on nothing nun not nada,
I want yams like Thanksgiving,
You'll get fried like a skillet
I got a dream and I'ma fulfill it,
Gave my last name to my children,
I be up top like a ceiling
I got a long line of women,
I got a shotgun like a pilgrim,
I got a shot, shot, shot,1
Back when quarantine was open,
I was on Snapchat having orgies,
And I did a lot of recording,
Them was good times like Florida,
I'm trying to get rich like Porter,
But these niggas still out of order
I'll pay Polo for that hit, he'll do that shit for a quarter, ayy
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Writer: Bob Molly
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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