Jamir - L.R Lyrics

Ready set uh
This nigga so lame I already done forgot his name
Gotta nigga packed, I roll 'em up like Mary Jane
Bitch up on the dick 2006 like Gucci Mane
F*ckin' wit that bitch like lil bitch we not the same
Like man I got this finga up yo toto(pussy)
Lookin' real classy man you know I got my polo(uh)
F*ck a bitch like Bane and now she screamin like a mono(what)
On her knees, prayin' above, she stay beggin' for some more tho
Aye man, dont worry bout it tho
Caught a nigga lackin' and he grippin' onna pole
Bitch dont play wit me like bitch I'm really onna mode
Oh she suck the tip, bend it back, Lana Rhoades
Bitch, medula oblongata
We gon' hit a nigga in the matta
Now we dacin' all bachata
Bitch sayin' she want the grata
F*ckin' that bitch inna tip of a ratta
She look at me good imma make her a momma
Stop playin all these games, take you to Nirvana
Aye man, dont worry bout it tho
Caught a nigga lackin' and he grippin' onna pole
Bitch dont play wit me like bitch I'm really onna mode
Oh she suck the tip, bend it back, Lana Rhoades
Bitch, f*ck a nigga wanna do
Hit 'em right up on his face before he empty out the drac
Oh she peepin, oh she leakin, lemme take you to outter space
Some lil hoe, I knew she was a snake
Make her hit the walk and bitch I really hit 'em wit disgrace
They stay playin it wit me
I gotta off a bitch before he say sum shit
Like its so crazy to me
I got the faith on me
I got the paper on me
Gots to really see it through like I got the power on me
Aye man, dont worry bout it tho
Caught a nigga lackin' and he grippin' onna pole
Bitch dont play wit me like bitch I'm really onna mode
Oh she suck the tip, bend it back, Lana Rhoades