L-G-I, L-G-I, f*ck a 9 to 5
L-G-I, L-G-I, you ain't down to ride
Like a samurai, bitch I ain't afraid to die
I've seen the afterlife and I ain't got no alibi
Who you tryna f*ck with
Yella boy, Yella boy, bring the ruckus
We wilding out, we wilding out we tryna function
Ooh it's Koryo in a cutlass
L-G-I, L-G-I, F*ck a 9 to 5
L-G-I, L-G-I, You ain't down to ride
Like a samurai, bitch I ain't afraid to die
I've seen the afterlife and I ain't got no alibi
Who you tryna f*ck with
Yella boy Yella boy bring the ruckus
We wilding out, we wilding out we tryna function
Ooh it's Koryo in a cutlass
Turning up, burning up with a loud pack
Never jam, only blam with these round caps
New plug, few drugs and a pound bag
You fools, loose stool with the brown dabs
New base, blue face better count that
If you the king of this shit, where your crown at
Soaking in my drip drip, already drowned half
Half staff, the last laugh, the mad hat, no snap-back
Few deals, new wheels all matte black
Riding off in a ghost, no snap chat
Got the weight of the world like a bad back
I'm passed that, maniac crossing lines like a hash tag
Dummy walk, money talks, where the cash at
Sleep a pussy I ain't talking bout a cat nap
F*ck a back stab, pop you like my last tab
Might pipe that, might wife that
Bought a yacht little homie not a life raft
Red skies, jet life, Ima fly fast
Think twice, want a slice of my pie graph
Loose lips, two slits no spy glass
Nip-tuck, get cut like high grass
Been a G, infinitely until my life flash
Til I'm dead in the end, with my white ash
L-G-I, L-G-I, f*ck a 9 to 5
L-G-I, L-G-I, you ain't down to ride
Like a samurai, bitch I ain't afraid to die
I've seen the afterlife and I ain't got no alibi
Who you tryna f*ck with
Yella boy, Yella boy, bring the ruckus
We wilding out, we wilding out we tryna function
Ooh it's Koryo in a cutlass
L-G-I, L-G-I, F*ck a 9 to 5
L-G-I, L-G-I, You ain't down to ride
Like a samurai, bitch I ain't afraid to die
I've seen the afterlife and I ain't got no alibi
Who you tryna f*ck with
Yella boy Yella boy bring the ruckus
We wilding out, we wilding out we tryna function
Ooh it's Koryo in a cutlass
Koryo - LGI Lyrics
Koryo - LGI Lyrics
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L-G-I, L-G-I, f*ck a 9 to 5
L-G-I, L-G-I, you ain't down to ride
Like a samurai, bitch I ain't afraid to die
I've seen the afterlife and I ain't got no alibi
Who you tryna f*ck with
Yella boy, Yella boy, bring the ruckus
We wilding out, we wilding out we tryna function
Ooh it's Koryo in a cutlass
L-G-I, L-G-I, F*ck a 9 to 5
L-G-I, L-G-I, You ain't down to ride
Like a samurai, bitch I ain't afraid to die
I've seen the afterlife and I ain't got no alibi
Who you tryna f*ck with
Yella boy Yella boy bring the ruckus
We wilding out, we wilding out we tryna function
Ooh it's Koryo in a cutlass
Turning up, burning up with a loud pack
Never jam, only blam with these round caps
New plug, few drugs and a pound bag
You fools, loose stool with the brown dabs
New base, blue face better count that
If you the king of this shit, where your crown at
Soaking in my drip drip, already drowned half
Half staff, the last laugh, the mad hat, no snap-back
Few deals, new wheels all matte black
Riding off in a ghost, no snap chat
Got the weight of the world like a bad back
I'm passed that, maniac crossing lines like a hash tag
Dummy walk, money talks, where the cash at
Sleep a pussy I ain't talking bout a cat nap
F*ck a back stab, pop you like my last tab
Might pipe that, might wife that
Bought a yacht little homie not a life raft
Red skies, jet life, Ima fly fast
Think twice, want a slice of my pie graph
Loose lips, two slits no spy glass
Nip-tuck, get cut like high grass
Been a G, infinitely until my life flash
Til I'm dead in the end, with my white ash
L-G-I, L-G-I, f*ck a 9 to 5
L-G-I, L-G-I, you ain't down to ride
Like a samurai, bitch I ain't afraid to die
I've seen the afterlife and I ain't got no alibi
Who you tryna f*ck with
Yella boy, Yella boy, bring the ruckus
We wilding out, we wilding out we tryna function
Ooh it's Koryo in a cutlass
L-G-I, L-G-I, F*ck a 9 to 5
L-G-I, L-G-I, You ain't down to ride
Like a samurai, bitch I ain't afraid to die
I've seen the afterlife and I ain't got no alibi
Who you tryna f*ck with
Yella boy Yella boy bring the ruckus
We wilding out, we wilding out we tryna function
Ooh it's Koryo in a cutlass
L-G-I, L-G-I, you ain't down to ride
Like a samurai, bitch I ain't afraid to die
I've seen the afterlife and I ain't got no alibi
Who you tryna f*ck with
Yella boy, Yella boy, bring the ruckus
We wilding out, we wilding out we tryna function
Ooh it's Koryo in a cutlass
L-G-I, L-G-I, F*ck a 9 to 5
L-G-I, L-G-I, You ain't down to ride
Like a samurai, bitch I ain't afraid to die
I've seen the afterlife and I ain't got no alibi
Who you tryna f*ck with
Yella boy Yella boy bring the ruckus
We wilding out, we wilding out we tryna function
Ooh it's Koryo in a cutlass
Turning up, burning up with a loud pack
Never jam, only blam with these round caps
New plug, few drugs and a pound bag
You fools, loose stool with the brown dabs
New base, blue face better count that
If you the king of this shit, where your crown at
Soaking in my drip drip, already drowned half
Half staff, the last laugh, the mad hat, no snap-back
Few deals, new wheels all matte black
Riding off in a ghost, no snap chat
Got the weight of the world like a bad back
I'm passed that, maniac crossing lines like a hash tag
Dummy walk, money talks, where the cash at
Sleep a pussy I ain't talking bout a cat nap
F*ck a back stab, pop you like my last tab
Might pipe that, might wife that
Bought a yacht little homie not a life raft
Red skies, jet life, Ima fly fast
Think twice, want a slice of my pie graph
Loose lips, two slits no spy glass
Nip-tuck, get cut like high grass
Been a G, infinitely until my life flash
Til I'm dead in the end, with my white ash
L-G-I, L-G-I, f*ck a 9 to 5
L-G-I, L-G-I, you ain't down to ride
Like a samurai, bitch I ain't afraid to die
I've seen the afterlife and I ain't got no alibi
Who you tryna f*ck with
Yella boy, Yella boy, bring the ruckus
We wilding out, we wilding out we tryna function
Ooh it's Koryo in a cutlass
L-G-I, L-G-I, F*ck a 9 to 5
L-G-I, L-G-I, You ain't down to ride
Like a samurai, bitch I ain't afraid to die
I've seen the afterlife and I ain't got no alibi
Who you tryna f*ck with
Yella boy Yella boy bring the ruckus
We wilding out, we wilding out we tryna function
Ooh it's Koryo in a cutlass
Writer: Ryan Kim
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid