Never said it
Never Thought it
Never in the plans
Shooters like socks cause they hopping out them vans
Leaving it to beaver you can lose your whole damn
Knock Knock who's there, Its London
Oh man
I gotta win if i gotta cheat like grove street
Little London i don't want to hear a little bo peep
Its normal that im rare like cold, heat that warmed me
Winning ain't shit well tell them boys explain my winning streaks
They ain't heard a pip from me i know them boys the Gladyss
Bullets in the couch the body look like its relaxing
Living on base treating the Hammond's like the Hampton's
Now the boy a savage , He in my lane I crash him
I never kept my locker locked , if i did they wouldn't pop the lock
8th grade i was popping locking 9th grade i was picking locks
Never been scared , Been chicken or had chickenpox
She got little cups like dipping dots
Send them shots , Delivered shots
I got whatever the f*ck it takes
Even if it mean mistakes
All my bars are up to date
The year is 3028
Kids get an undergrad
Then they go get underpaid
Your no one till somebody kill you
Lets make you someone today
Leaf Shit
Thats Syke shit
Ride my wave get seasick
My shooters on extreme shit
I use to work the swing shift
Everybody love me but they hate me of course i seen this
Money
London
Only Pauses get between this
Londo
London Smith - Winning Streaks Lyrics
London Smith - Winning Streaks Lyrics
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Never said it
Never Thought it
Never in the plans
Shooters like socks cause they hopping out them vans
Leaving it to beaver you can lose your whole damn
Knock Knock who's there, Its London
Oh man
I gotta win if i gotta cheat like grove street
Little London i don't want to hear a little bo peep
Its normal that im rare like cold, heat that warmed me
Winning ain't shit well tell them boys explain my winning streaks
They ain't heard a pip from me i know them boys the Gladyss
Bullets in the couch the body look like its relaxing
Living on base treating the Hammond's like the Hampton's
Now the boy a savage , He in my lane I crash him
I never kept my locker locked , if i did they wouldn't pop the lock
8th grade i was popping locking 9th grade i was picking locks
Never been scared , Been chicken or had chickenpox
She got little cups like dipping dots
Send them shots , Delivered shots
I got whatever the f*ck it takes
Even if it mean mistakes
All my bars are up to date
The year is 3028
Kids get an undergrad
Then they go get underpaid
Your no one till somebody kill you
Lets make you someone today
Leaf Shit
Thats Syke shit
Ride my wave get seasick
My shooters on extreme shit
I use to work the swing shift
Everybody love me but they hate me of course i seen this
Money
London
Only Pauses get between this
Londo
Never Thought it
Never in the plans
Shooters like socks cause they hopping out them vans
Leaving it to beaver you can lose your whole damn
Knock Knock who's there, Its London
Oh man
I gotta win if i gotta cheat like grove street
Little London i don't want to hear a little bo peep
Its normal that im rare like cold, heat that warmed me
Winning ain't shit well tell them boys explain my winning streaks
They ain't heard a pip from me i know them boys the Gladyss
Bullets in the couch the body look like its relaxing
Living on base treating the Hammond's like the Hampton's
Now the boy a savage , He in my lane I crash him
I never kept my locker locked , if i did they wouldn't pop the lock
8th grade i was popping locking 9th grade i was picking locks
Never been scared , Been chicken or had chickenpox
She got little cups like dipping dots
Send them shots , Delivered shots
I got whatever the f*ck it takes
Even if it mean mistakes
All my bars are up to date
The year is 3028
Kids get an undergrad
Then they go get underpaid
Your no one till somebody kill you
Lets make you someone today
Leaf Shit
Thats Syke shit
Ride my wave get seasick
My shooters on extreme shit
I use to work the swing shift
Everybody love me but they hate me of course i seen this
Money
London
Only Pauses get between this
Londo
Writer: London Smith
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