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Kid Steezy - Lost in LA-Trendsetter Lyrics



Kid Steezy - Lost in LA-Trendsetter Lyrics




Imma cut a nigga off Speed Racer
Imma light his ass up no tracer
Imma get to the bag and the paper
Now I'm Lost in LA with the Lakers

(Uh, uh, uh)
With the Lakers, I'm lost in LA with the Lakers
(Uh, uh, uh)
With the Lakers, I'm lost in LA with the Lakers

Imma cut a nigga off Speed Racer
Imma light his ass up no tracer
Imma get to the bag and the paper
Now I'm Lost in LA with the Lakers

(Uh, uh, uh)
With the Lakers, I'm lost in LA with the Lakers
(Uh, uh, uh)
With the Lakers, I'm lost in LA with the Lakers

I don't want that bitch you can take her
Like f*ck that bitch you can date her
We ain't friends she a faker
And I just got the bread like a baker

I want a new crib 10 acres
And you niggas full of salt like a shaker
Imma cut that bitch off like a razor
I ain't got time cuz I'm focused like a laser

Imma cut a nigga off Speed Racer
Imma light his ass up no tracer
Imma get to the bag and the paper
Now im Lost in LA with the Lakers

(Uh, uh, uh)
With the Lakers, I'm lost in LA with the Lakers
(Uh, uh, uh)
With the Lakers, I'm lost in LA with the Lakers, ay

Now I'm back in the booth and all my niggas are strait
But the beat switching up like it's transgender
And if I went outside, and I shot a nigga
The death toll would rise I'm a trendsetter

I got the drop on your spot bitch watch out (uh)
And all you pussy niggas stop running your mouth (uh)
Cuz if I pull up on the scene with two choppas on me
Do you really wanna know what I'm about (uh)

When I hop in the booth I spazz out (uh)
And I f*ck her so good I pass out (uh)
But if she ever come over with a really bad odor on god imma send her ass out (uh)

And if she stinking like a hoe then imma kick her to the curb
Imma put my iPhone on do not disturb
Cuz these bitches always calling and I gotta keep on stalling
But its really f*cking getting on my nerves

Now I'm back in the booth and all my niggas are strait
But some niggas switching up like they transgender
And if I went outside, and I shot a nigga
The death toll would rise I'm a trendsetter

Yea I'm back in the booth and all my niggas are strait
But some niggas switching up like they transgender
And if I went outside, and I shot a nigga
The death toll would rise I'm a trendsetter

Ay, ay, ay, ay,
The death toll would rise I'm a trendsetter
Ay, ay, ay, ay,
The death toll would rise I'm a trendsetter
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Imma cut a nigga off Speed Racer
Imma light his ass up no tracer
Imma get to the bag and the paper
Now I'm Lost in LA with the Lakers

(Uh, uh, uh)
With the Lakers, I'm lost in LA with the Lakers
(Uh, uh, uh)
With the Lakers, I'm lost in LA with the Lakers

Imma cut a nigga off Speed Racer
Imma light his ass up no tracer
Imma get to the bag and the paper
Now I'm Lost in LA with the Lakers

(Uh, uh, uh)
With the Lakers, I'm lost in LA with the Lakers
(Uh, uh, uh)
With the Lakers, I'm lost in LA with the Lakers

I don't want that bitch you can take her
Like f*ck that bitch you can date her
We ain't friends she a faker
And I just got the bread like a baker

I want a new crib 10 acres
And you niggas full of salt like a shaker
Imma cut that bitch off like a razor
I ain't got time cuz I'm focused like a laser

Imma cut a nigga off Speed Racer
Imma light his ass up no tracer
Imma get to the bag and the paper
Now im Lost in LA with the Lakers

(Uh, uh, uh)
With the Lakers, I'm lost in LA with the Lakers
(Uh, uh, uh)
With the Lakers, I'm lost in LA with the Lakers, ay

Now I'm back in the booth and all my niggas are strait
But the beat switching up like it's transgender
And if I went outside, and I shot a nigga
The death toll would rise I'm a trendsetter

I got the drop on your spot bitch watch out (uh)
And all you pussy niggas stop running your mouth (uh)
Cuz if I pull up on the scene with two choppas on me
Do you really wanna know what I'm about (uh)

When I hop in the booth I spazz out (uh)
And I f*ck her so good I pass out (uh)
But if she ever come over with a really bad odor on god imma send her ass out (uh)

And if she stinking like a hoe then imma kick her to the curb
Imma put my iPhone on do not disturb
Cuz these bitches always calling and I gotta keep on stalling
But its really f*cking getting on my nerves

Now I'm back in the booth and all my niggas are strait
But some niggas switching up like they transgender
And if I went outside, and I shot a nigga
The death toll would rise I'm a trendsetter

Yea I'm back in the booth and all my niggas are strait
But some niggas switching up like they transgender
And if I went outside, and I shot a nigga
The death toll would rise I'm a trendsetter

Ay, ay, ay, ay,
The death toll would rise I'm a trendsetter
Ay, ay, ay, ay,
The death toll would rise I'm a trendsetter
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Writer: Nick Geist
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Performed By: Kid Steezy
Language: English
Length: 2:54
Written by: Nick Geist

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