Mula, pipe me up for this one
If yeen f*ck with me back then, I hope you know this shit too late
I just jumped up off the porch when I ain't had shit on my plate
Now you wanna come around when I got stars up in the Raf?
I don't get it, that shit wicked, better get up out my face
If yeen f*ck with me back then, I hope you know this shit too late
I just ran me up a bag, I'm going up like outer space
Now you wanna come around when I got bands around my place?
I don't get it, that shit wicked, you better get up out my face
Ridin' through the city, folks knowin' who it is
Yeah, I been poppin' my shit like who f*ckin with the kid
And he know I take his hoe, that's why he mad, I always win
Ain't never gave a f*ck, if you want me you gotta spin
Ain't gotta take it there, but let's take it there
Make you disappear up in thin air
Wake up, and you see God wonder how the f*ck you even got there
You f*ckin' with the mob boss, then I take your bitch and then I left her on the sidewalk
She said that you all talk
Don't get this shit confused cause you just how I do
Make a call they get the shootin' that's how I know you gon' lose
Anybody can come get it, man, you know what I'm on
I get to slam a shit like Kemp and I ain't talkin' bout Shawn
If yeen f*ck with me back then, I hope you know this shit too late
I just jumped up off the porch when I ain't had shit on my plate
Now you wanna come around when I got stars up in the Raf?
I don't get it, that shit wicked, better get up out my face
If yeen f*ck with me back then, I hope you know this shit too late
I just ran me up a bag, I'm going up like outer space
Now you wanna come around when I got bands around my place?
I don't get it, that shit wicked, you better get up out my face
Man, you know that shit too late, I'm smokin' gas and out of space
Caught some charges few years back and I'm still tryna beat the case
Lil' bitch get up out my face, you see this Glock up on my waist
I ain't got no time to chill, cause I can't let this go to waste
Watch me run down with the gang, 100 shots gon' hit his body
Hit a lick up in this room, I got them killers in the lobby
Wanna feature, hit me up, I'm in the yo' just like I'm Gotti
I done came to terms with death, I'm gon' die young just like I'm Roddy
Yeah, bitch, I gotta get it, I gotta go get a stack
What the f*ck you runnin' for, shot a hundred up in his back
Yeah, I got it out the mud, came off the block sellin' crack
You can put me in the booth and I'm f*ckin' up any track
While you cancelin' my plans, you know that shit gettin' old
Yeah, I'm ridin' with the gang, we stickin' straight to the code
Put them pounds up in the car and then I'm gon' hit the road
Let me know I make the play, you know that shit gettin' sold
If yeen f*ck with me back then, I hope you know this shit too late
I just jumped up off the porch when I ain't had shit on my plate
Now you wanna come around when I got stars up in the Raf?
I don't get it, that shit wicked, better get up out my face
If yeen f*ck with me back then, I hope you know this shit too late
I just ran me up a bag, I'm going up like outer space
Now you wanna come around when I got bands around my place?
I don't get it, that shit wicked, you better get up out my face
Lil Wal - Too Late (feat. DLU Kemp) Lyrics
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Mula, pipe me up for this one
If yeen f*ck with me back then, I hope you know this shit too late
I just jumped up off the porch when I ain't had shit on my plate
Now you wanna come around when I got stars up in the Raf?
I don't get it, that shit wicked, better get up out my face
If yeen f*ck with me back then, I hope you know this shit too late
I just ran me up a bag, I'm going up like outer space
Now you wanna come around when I got bands around my place?
I don't get it, that shit wicked, you better get up out my face
Ridin' through the city, folks knowin' who it is
Yeah, I been poppin' my shit like who f*ckin with the kid
And he know I take his hoe, that's why he mad, I always win
Ain't never gave a f*ck, if you want me you gotta spin
Ain't gotta take it there, but let's take it there
Make you disappear up in thin air
Wake up, and you see God wonder how the f*ck you even got there
You f*ckin' with the mob boss, then I take your bitch and then I left her on the sidewalk
She said that you all talk
Don't get this shit confused cause you just how I do
Make a call they get the shootin' that's how I know you gon' lose
Anybody can come get it, man, you know what I'm on
I get to slam a shit like Kemp and I ain't talkin' bout Shawn
If yeen f*ck with me back then, I hope you know this shit too late
I just jumped up off the porch when I ain't had shit on my plate
Now you wanna come around when I got stars up in the Raf?
I don't get it, that shit wicked, better get up out my face
If yeen f*ck with me back then, I hope you know this shit too late
I just ran me up a bag, I'm going up like outer space
Now you wanna come around when I got bands around my place?
I don't get it, that shit wicked, you better get up out my face
Man, you know that shit too late, I'm smokin' gas and out of space
Caught some charges few years back and I'm still tryna beat the case
Lil' bitch get up out my face, you see this Glock up on my waist
I ain't got no time to chill, cause I can't let this go to waste
Watch me run down with the gang, 100 shots gon' hit his body
Hit a lick up in this room, I got them killers in the lobby
Wanna feature, hit me up, I'm in the yo' just like I'm Gotti
I done came to terms with death, I'm gon' die young just like I'm Roddy
Yeah, bitch, I gotta get it, I gotta go get a stack
What the f*ck you runnin' for, shot a hundred up in his back
Yeah, I got it out the mud, came off the block sellin' crack
You can put me in the booth and I'm f*ckin' up any track
While you cancelin' my plans, you know that shit gettin' old
Yeah, I'm ridin' with the gang, we stickin' straight to the code
Put them pounds up in the car and then I'm gon' hit the road
Let me know I make the play, you know that shit gettin' sold
If yeen f*ck with me back then, I hope you know this shit too late
I just jumped up off the porch when I ain't had shit on my plate
Now you wanna come around when I got stars up in the Raf?
I don't get it, that shit wicked, better get up out my face
If yeen f*ck with me back then, I hope you know this shit too late
I just ran me up a bag, I'm going up like outer space
Now you wanna come around when I got bands around my place?
I don't get it, that shit wicked, you better get up out my face
If yeen f*ck with me back then, I hope you know this shit too late
I just jumped up off the porch when I ain't had shit on my plate
Now you wanna come around when I got stars up in the Raf?
I don't get it, that shit wicked, better get up out my face
If yeen f*ck with me back then, I hope you know this shit too late
I just ran me up a bag, I'm going up like outer space
Now you wanna come around when I got bands around my place?
I don't get it, that shit wicked, you better get up out my face
Ridin' through the city, folks knowin' who it is
Yeah, I been poppin' my shit like who f*ckin with the kid
And he know I take his hoe, that's why he mad, I always win
Ain't never gave a f*ck, if you want me you gotta spin
Ain't gotta take it there, but let's take it there
Make you disappear up in thin air
Wake up, and you see God wonder how the f*ck you even got there
You f*ckin' with the mob boss, then I take your bitch and then I left her on the sidewalk
She said that you all talk
Don't get this shit confused cause you just how I do
Make a call they get the shootin' that's how I know you gon' lose
Anybody can come get it, man, you know what I'm on
I get to slam a shit like Kemp and I ain't talkin' bout Shawn
If yeen f*ck with me back then, I hope you know this shit too late
I just jumped up off the porch when I ain't had shit on my plate
Now you wanna come around when I got stars up in the Raf?
I don't get it, that shit wicked, better get up out my face
If yeen f*ck with me back then, I hope you know this shit too late
I just ran me up a bag, I'm going up like outer space
Now you wanna come around when I got bands around my place?
I don't get it, that shit wicked, you better get up out my face
Man, you know that shit too late, I'm smokin' gas and out of space
Caught some charges few years back and I'm still tryna beat the case
Lil' bitch get up out my face, you see this Glock up on my waist
I ain't got no time to chill, cause I can't let this go to waste
Watch me run down with the gang, 100 shots gon' hit his body
Hit a lick up in this room, I got them killers in the lobby
Wanna feature, hit me up, I'm in the yo' just like I'm Gotti
I done came to terms with death, I'm gon' die young just like I'm Roddy
Yeah, bitch, I gotta get it, I gotta go get a stack
What the f*ck you runnin' for, shot a hundred up in his back
Yeah, I got it out the mud, came off the block sellin' crack
You can put me in the booth and I'm f*ckin' up any track
While you cancelin' my plans, you know that shit gettin' old
Yeah, I'm ridin' with the gang, we stickin' straight to the code
Put them pounds up in the car and then I'm gon' hit the road
Let me know I make the play, you know that shit gettin' sold
If yeen f*ck with me back then, I hope you know this shit too late
I just jumped up off the porch when I ain't had shit on my plate
Now you wanna come around when I got stars up in the Raf?
I don't get it, that shit wicked, better get up out my face
If yeen f*ck with me back then, I hope you know this shit too late
I just ran me up a bag, I'm going up like outer space
Now you wanna come around when I got bands around my place?
I don't get it, that shit wicked, you better get up out my face
Writer: Preston Walton
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid