Hello, they like class rap, f*ck the auto-tune
I full the blunt with pressure, I'm landing on the moon
I swag the bars out, I'm Mr. Slick talk
That bitch got good head , I call her lip gloss
Palm angel fit, shit lit
I don't wanna talk, bitch strip
They do dumb shit, then get mad when you cut them off
Do a hundred in the skat like I'm above the law
That nigga tone just caught a, shh, I can't say that
Cause they might run it back and wanna play that
That nigga Lucci, caught a Rico for the lyrics
Don't respond, I let the hate bounce off the carrots
I'm thinking money, f*ck the beef, I need a bag
But if it's up, just let me know I do em bad
Pistol on my side, the stain here
This new weed got me high, like reindeer
I'm wearing Louis when it pour, that's rain gear
Expensive pain, I lost my dog the same year
Don't handle business on the phone, we do that shit in person
Talking hot up on my line and I start losing service
And I start losing service
And I start losing service
And I start losing service
Talking hot up on my line and I start losing service
They like class rap, f*ck the auto-tune
I full the blunt with pressure, I'm landing on the moon
I swag the bars out, I'm Mr. Slick talk
That bitch got good hair, I call her Lip Gloss
Ef Klass - Losing Service (intro) Lyrics
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Hello, they like class rap, f*ck the auto-tune
I full the blunt with pressure, I'm landing on the moon
I swag the bars out, I'm Mr. Slick talk
That bitch got good head , I call her lip gloss
Palm angel fit, shit lit
I don't wanna talk, bitch strip
They do dumb shit, then get mad when you cut them off
Do a hundred in the skat like I'm above the law
That nigga tone just caught a, shh, I can't say that
Cause they might run it back and wanna play that
That nigga Lucci, caught a Rico for the lyrics
Don't respond, I let the hate bounce off the carrots
I'm thinking money, f*ck the beef, I need a bag
But if it's up, just let me know I do em bad
Pistol on my side, the stain here
This new weed got me high, like reindeer
I'm wearing Louis when it pour, that's rain gear
Expensive pain, I lost my dog the same year
Don't handle business on the phone, we do that shit in person
Talking hot up on my line and I start losing service
And I start losing service
And I start losing service
And I start losing service
Talking hot up on my line and I start losing service
They like class rap, f*ck the auto-tune
I full the blunt with pressure, I'm landing on the moon
I swag the bars out, I'm Mr. Slick talk
That bitch got good hair, I call her Lip Gloss
I full the blunt with pressure, I'm landing on the moon
I swag the bars out, I'm Mr. Slick talk
That bitch got good head , I call her lip gloss
Palm angel fit, shit lit
I don't wanna talk, bitch strip
They do dumb shit, then get mad when you cut them off
Do a hundred in the skat like I'm above the law
That nigga tone just caught a, shh, I can't say that
Cause they might run it back and wanna play that
That nigga Lucci, caught a Rico for the lyrics
Don't respond, I let the hate bounce off the carrots
I'm thinking money, f*ck the beef, I need a bag
But if it's up, just let me know I do em bad
Pistol on my side, the stain here
This new weed got me high, like reindeer
I'm wearing Louis when it pour, that's rain gear
Expensive pain, I lost my dog the same year
Don't handle business on the phone, we do that shit in person
Talking hot up on my line and I start losing service
And I start losing service
And I start losing service
And I start losing service
Talking hot up on my line and I start losing service
They like class rap, f*ck the auto-tune
I full the blunt with pressure, I'm landing on the moon
I swag the bars out, I'm Mr. Slick talk
That bitch got good hair, I call her Lip Gloss
Writer: Pedro Henderson
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