Push one button and start the whip
Young nigga hot but he starting to drip
Push my button its straight off the hip
Nigga scream action and empty the clip
Oh it's a movie show up and show out
Niggas want smoke we blow out
Ion give a damn if them hoes out
My only concern is who bought the dough out
Niggas want smoke
We rolling up
Bro got that lighter that be the heater
And that pump up in the trunk sound like them 808's from the speakers
We don't go on no date with the eater
Niggas be pressed for pussy so they eat her
I tell her keep the pussy then I feed her
She give me face
I'm in love with her features
I'm dope like the 80s
I need a beeper
But born in the 90s
Mama nem created a creature
She's offering it all like she pay the preacher
No had to count it all
I should think my teacher
Let me change it up
He want that Yola-yola
Wipe his nose now
L-B-S combo so that mean the whole pound
Either we box or you gone get the whole round
But when we come around it ain't no sound
Shh
That L-B-S crew about to f*ck up the whole town
It was me who bought the dough out
If you don't know the name just call me big racks
If you look like a lame then expect me to tax
They say they want smoke but they selling air back get back
I ain't with the bullshit
Play with the gang get a full clip
She say she in love but I think it's my drip
They try set me up but it's right on my hip
All this dirty money got me buried in filth
Ain't no cap in my wraps but Im pleading the fifth
They say it's a movie I feel like (Will Smith)
Bitch (I am a legend) the ending is near
This ain't no (Shark tale) everything I say real
And I off (7 pounds) just to f*ck up the fifth (Saks fifth)
We taking over and I'm smelling the fear
The city was sleeping we got em in gear
Like a Porsche 911 with the engine in the rear
Push one button and start the whip
Young nigga hot but he starting to drip
Push my button its straight off the hip
Nigga scream action and empty the clip
Oh it's a movie show up and show out
Niggas want smoke we blow out
Ion give a damn if them hoes out
My only concern is who bought the dough out
Keep the clip rolling we still got plenty to shoot
Make a flick With yo bitch then I give her the boot
This a high priced film and ain't no budget for you
Catch a play at the budget then we leave in the coupe
All this dirty money got a Nigga feeling like the man
Had to go up for the pack thats supply and demand
Off'n packs back to back I'm a drake fan
Take a trip with the sack make it back that was God's plan
And he dealt them cards But I finessed my head
Gamble with your life and lose it for a band
Took a hit now he can't stand
Take them jokers out the deck with a tech all black like Batman
LBS Woobie & LBS Kiko - Outro (Issa Movie) Lyrics
LBS Woobie & LBS Kiko - Outro (Issa Movie) Lyrics
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Push one button and start the whip
Young nigga hot but he starting to drip
Push my button its straight off the hip
Nigga scream action and empty the clip
Oh it's a movie show up and show out
Niggas want smoke we blow out
Ion give a damn if them hoes out
My only concern is who bought the dough out
Niggas want smoke
We rolling up
Bro got that lighter that be the heater
And that pump up in the trunk sound like them 808's from the speakers
We don't go on no date with the eater
Niggas be pressed for pussy so they eat her
I tell her keep the pussy then I feed her
She give me face
I'm in love with her features
I'm dope like the 80s
I need a beeper
But born in the 90s
Mama nem created a creature
She's offering it all like she pay the preacher
No had to count it all
I should think my teacher
Let me change it up
He want that Yola-yola
Wipe his nose now
L-B-S combo so that mean the whole pound
Either we box or you gone get the whole round
But when we come around it ain't no sound
Shh
That L-B-S crew about to f*ck up the whole town
It was me who bought the dough out
If you don't know the name just call me big racks
If you look like a lame then expect me to tax
They say they want smoke but they selling air back get back
I ain't with the bullshit
Play with the gang get a full clip
She say she in love but I think it's my drip
They try set me up but it's right on my hip
All this dirty money got me buried in filth
Ain't no cap in my wraps but Im pleading the fifth
They say it's a movie I feel like (Will Smith)
Bitch (I am a legend) the ending is near
This ain't no (Shark tale) everything I say real
And I off (7 pounds) just to f*ck up the fifth (Saks fifth)
We taking over and I'm smelling the fear
The city was sleeping we got em in gear
Like a Porsche 911 with the engine in the rear
Push one button and start the whip
Young nigga hot but he starting to drip
Push my button its straight off the hip
Nigga scream action and empty the clip
Oh it's a movie show up and show out
Niggas want smoke we blow out
Ion give a damn if them hoes out
My only concern is who bought the dough out
Keep the clip rolling we still got plenty to shoot
Make a flick With yo bitch then I give her the boot
This a high priced film and ain't no budget for you
Catch a play at the budget then we leave in the coupe
All this dirty money got a Nigga feeling like the man
Had to go up for the pack thats supply and demand
Off'n packs back to back I'm a drake fan
Take a trip with the sack make it back that was God's plan
And he dealt them cards But I finessed my head
Gamble with your life and lose it for a band
Took a hit now he can't stand
Take them jokers out the deck with a tech all black like Batman
Young nigga hot but he starting to drip
Push my button its straight off the hip
Nigga scream action and empty the clip
Oh it's a movie show up and show out
Niggas want smoke we blow out
Ion give a damn if them hoes out
My only concern is who bought the dough out
Niggas want smoke
We rolling up
Bro got that lighter that be the heater
And that pump up in the trunk sound like them 808's from the speakers
We don't go on no date with the eater
Niggas be pressed for pussy so they eat her
I tell her keep the pussy then I feed her
She give me face
I'm in love with her features
I'm dope like the 80s
I need a beeper
But born in the 90s
Mama nem created a creature
She's offering it all like she pay the preacher
No had to count it all
I should think my teacher
Let me change it up
He want that Yola-yola
Wipe his nose now
L-B-S combo so that mean the whole pound
Either we box or you gone get the whole round
But when we come around it ain't no sound
Shh
That L-B-S crew about to f*ck up the whole town
It was me who bought the dough out
If you don't know the name just call me big racks
If you look like a lame then expect me to tax
They say they want smoke but they selling air back get back
I ain't with the bullshit
Play with the gang get a full clip
She say she in love but I think it's my drip
They try set me up but it's right on my hip
All this dirty money got me buried in filth
Ain't no cap in my wraps but Im pleading the fifth
They say it's a movie I feel like (Will Smith)
Bitch (I am a legend) the ending is near
This ain't no (Shark tale) everything I say real
And I off (7 pounds) just to f*ck up the fifth (Saks fifth)
We taking over and I'm smelling the fear
The city was sleeping we got em in gear
Like a Porsche 911 with the engine in the rear
Push one button and start the whip
Young nigga hot but he starting to drip
Push my button its straight off the hip
Nigga scream action and empty the clip
Oh it's a movie show up and show out
Niggas want smoke we blow out
Ion give a damn if them hoes out
My only concern is who bought the dough out
Keep the clip rolling we still got plenty to shoot
Make a flick With yo bitch then I give her the boot
This a high priced film and ain't no budget for you
Catch a play at the budget then we leave in the coupe
All this dirty money got a Nigga feeling like the man
Had to go up for the pack thats supply and demand
Off'n packs back to back I'm a drake fan
Take a trip with the sack make it back that was God's plan
And he dealt them cards But I finessed my head
Gamble with your life and lose it for a band
Took a hit now he can't stand
Take them jokers out the deck with a tech all black like Batman
Writer: Dageon Watson, Kenneth Wilson
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Performed By: LBS Woobie & LBS Kiko
Language: English
Length: 2:23
Written by: Dageon Watson, Kenneth Wilson