Yeah, this goes out too, (yeah)
This goes out too everybody bout to spark one up right now
Bout too light that shit up
Light that shit (tony montana, wave)
F*ck it, this gon' be a, real flow, big flow nothing but flow
You know what I'm saying (yeah hmm)
Smoking on the blunt entirely
Getting all this money doesn't tire me
Someone tell the lighter, fire me
At the airline, they gon' hire me
Packing fire, only thing I know
I was counting dough, while I'm smoking dro
Outside, big posted in a ghost
Blazing fire with my bro's
Hit the clubs, we do the most
I was out there rolling on gelato
At the teller need my money pronto
Alfredo, already know the motto
In a chopper, with a chopper, like el Chapo
Cannabis inside the hunndo
Shout's out too el hauncho
We still getting fetty too el rancho
Get the llama get the pancho
Building in the back, but I parked in front tho
At the Loui shop, and I bought the whole store
Top of the building, bought the whole floor
I was twenty with a BMW, four door
All designer that I wore
We done made it out alive, from the war
Now I make it rain, I make it pour
Big waves, heavy dirt, by the shore
I got racks on racks on racks, still want more (yeah)
I got racks on racks on racks, still want more (yeah)
Got the product, by the quart
Made a trillion in first quarter
Rocking Jordan's on the court
Put em on the earth, in the core
And my stallion pedal, to the motherf*ckin' floor
Swung the horses when I'm bored
Iced out, in New Jersey, with New Jersey's from New York
Plus I know you heard, that we got them Snipers
Big Bible on the Rifle, dutch blunt, got me higher than the ifle
Big drip, thrill, got a lot of style, in the foreign, putin' lots of miles
Big status quote, you could check the file
Band's and product, in a different pile
For the thrill, you know what number to dial
619 (yeah)
Rollin' through the 619 with my demons
Rollin' through the 619 with my demons
Rollin' through the 619 with my demons (yeah)
Smoking on the blunt entirely
Getting all this money doesn't tire me
Someone tell the lighter, fire me
At the airline, they gon' hire me
Packing fire, only thing I know
I was counting dough, while I'm smoking dro
Outside, big posted in a ghost
Blazing fire with my bro's
Hit the clubs, we do the most
I was out there rolling on gelato
At the teller need my money pronto
Alfredo, already know the motto
In a chopper, with a chopper, like el Chapo
Cannabis inside the hunndo
Shout's out too el hauncho
We still getting fetty too el rancho
Get the llama get the pancho
Building in the back, but I parked in front tho
At the Loui shop, and I bought the whole store
Top of the building, bought the whole floor
I was twenty with a BMW, four door
All designer that I wore
We done made it out alive, from the war
Now I make it rain, I make it pour
Big waves, heavy dirt, by the shore
I got racks on racks on racks, still want more (yeah)
I got racks on racks on racks, still want more (yeah)
Got the product, by the quart
Made a trillion in first quarter
Rocking Jordan's on the court
Put em on the earth, in the core
And my stallion pedal, to the motherf*ckin' floor
Swung the horses when I'm bored
Iced out, in New Jersey, with New Jersey's from New York
Plus I know you heard, that we got them Snipers
Big Bible on the Rifle, dutch blunt, got me higher than the ifle
Big drip, thrill, got a lot of style, in the foreign, putin' lots of miles
Big status quote, you could check the file
Band's and product, in a different pile
For the thrill, you know what number to dial
619 (yeah)
Rollin' through the 619 with my demons
Rollin' through the 619 with my demons
Rollin' through the 619 with my demons (yeah)
Rollin' through the 619, with my demons
Rollin' through the 619, with my demons
Steady Feenin', lucid dreamin', I be steamin' (yeah)
Rollin' through the 619, with my demons, (yeah)
Rollin' through the 619, with my demons
Steady steamin', steady leanin', lucid dreamin' (yeah)
I be Feenin', money I be greenin', I be posted with my demons (yeah)
And I be smoking some of this, some of that
You know what I'm sayin'
Pull it up, on the blunt
Break it down
Chop it up
Fire'd it up (ahaha)
You know what I'm sayin'
Lui$ too Thrill, you know what I mean
We out here, way better than before, and we comin' for more
That's why you steady see us at the store
And I got big waves, that's why you see me by the shore
Yeah, aye, aye, aye, look, check it out
Lui$ too Thrill, Imma be smokin' on that loud
You can check me all around
I be out here in San Diego town
You know how I sound, gotta get another round
You know what we do
When I'm out here, I be posted with my Lou (yeah)
And I pick and choose
Damn, I be rockin' all this shit
Damn, I be rockin' hella hit's
Damn, I gon' make a hella bit
I'm gon' pop out, rock another fit (yeah)
I'm gon' pop out too the strip (yeah)
And I got ice in my cup, so I take another sip (yeah)
And I'm big posted with a lot of diamonds on my neck
F*ck with me, I'll get you wrecked
Plus you know I stay with a tech
So you could say that I'm a tech
No, technical foul
We can't get that shit around
All my niggas round
Lui$ Too Thrill - BACKWOOD$ Lyrics
Lui$ Too Thrill - BACKWOOD$ Lyrics
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English
Yeah, this goes out too, (yeah)
This goes out too everybody bout to spark one up right now
Bout too light that shit up
Light that shit (tony montana, wave)
F*ck it, this gon' be a, real flow, big flow nothing but flow
You know what I'm saying (yeah hmm)
Smoking on the blunt entirely
Getting all this money doesn't tire me
Someone tell the lighter, fire me
At the airline, they gon' hire me
Packing fire, only thing I know
I was counting dough, while I'm smoking dro
Outside, big posted in a ghost
Blazing fire with my bro's
Hit the clubs, we do the most
I was out there rolling on gelato
At the teller need my money pronto
Alfredo, already know the motto
In a chopper, with a chopper, like el Chapo
Cannabis inside the hunndo
Shout's out too el hauncho
We still getting fetty too el rancho
Get the llama get the pancho
Building in the back, but I parked in front tho
At the Loui shop, and I bought the whole store
Top of the building, bought the whole floor
I was twenty with a BMW, four door
All designer that I wore
We done made it out alive, from the war
Now I make it rain, I make it pour
Big waves, heavy dirt, by the shore
I got racks on racks on racks, still want more (yeah)
I got racks on racks on racks, still want more (yeah)
Got the product, by the quart
Made a trillion in first quarter
Rocking Jordan's on the court
Put em on the earth, in the core
And my stallion pedal, to the motherf*ckin' floor
Swung the horses when I'm bored
Iced out, in New Jersey, with New Jersey's from New York
Plus I know you heard, that we got them Snipers
Big Bible on the Rifle, dutch blunt, got me higher than the ifle
Big drip, thrill, got a lot of style, in the foreign, putin' lots of miles
Big status quote, you could check the file
Band's and product, in a different pile
For the thrill, you know what number to dial
619 (yeah)
Rollin' through the 619 with my demons
Rollin' through the 619 with my demons
Rollin' through the 619 with my demons (yeah)
Smoking on the blunt entirely
Getting all this money doesn't tire me
Someone tell the lighter, fire me
At the airline, they gon' hire me
Packing fire, only thing I know
I was counting dough, while I'm smoking dro
Outside, big posted in a ghost
Blazing fire with my bro's
Hit the clubs, we do the most
I was out there rolling on gelato
At the teller need my money pronto
Alfredo, already know the motto
In a chopper, with a chopper, like el Chapo
Cannabis inside the hunndo
Shout's out too el hauncho
We still getting fetty too el rancho
Get the llama get the pancho
Building in the back, but I parked in front tho
At the Loui shop, and I bought the whole store
Top of the building, bought the whole floor
I was twenty with a BMW, four door
All designer that I wore
We done made it out alive, from the war
Now I make it rain, I make it pour
Big waves, heavy dirt, by the shore
I got racks on racks on racks, still want more (yeah)
I got racks on racks on racks, still want more (yeah)
Got the product, by the quart
Made a trillion in first quarter
Rocking Jordan's on the court
Put em on the earth, in the core
And my stallion pedal, to the motherf*ckin' floor
Swung the horses when I'm bored
Iced out, in New Jersey, with New Jersey's from New York
Plus I know you heard, that we got them Snipers
Big Bible on the Rifle, dutch blunt, got me higher than the ifle
Big drip, thrill, got a lot of style, in the foreign, putin' lots of miles
Big status quote, you could check the file
Band's and product, in a different pile
For the thrill, you know what number to dial
619 (yeah)
Rollin' through the 619 with my demons
Rollin' through the 619 with my demons
Rollin' through the 619 with my demons (yeah)
Rollin' through the 619, with my demons
Rollin' through the 619, with my demons
Steady Feenin', lucid dreamin', I be steamin' (yeah)
Rollin' through the 619, with my demons, (yeah)
Rollin' through the 619, with my demons
Steady steamin', steady leanin', lucid dreamin' (yeah)
I be Feenin', money I be greenin', I be posted with my demons (yeah)
And I be smoking some of this, some of that
You know what I'm sayin'
Pull it up, on the blunt
Break it down
Chop it up
Fire'd it up (ahaha)
You know what I'm sayin'
Lui$ too Thrill, you know what I mean
We out here, way better than before, and we comin' for more
That's why you steady see us at the store
And I got big waves, that's why you see me by the shore
Yeah, aye, aye, aye, look, check it out
Lui$ too Thrill, Imma be smokin' on that loud
You can check me all around
I be out here in San Diego town
You know how I sound, gotta get another round
You know what we do
When I'm out here, I be posted with my Lou (yeah)
And I pick and choose
Damn, I be rockin' all this shit
Damn, I be rockin' hella hit's
Damn, I gon' make a hella bit
I'm gon' pop out, rock another fit (yeah)
I'm gon' pop out too the strip (yeah)
And I got ice in my cup, so I take another sip (yeah)
And I'm big posted with a lot of diamonds on my neck
F*ck with me, I'll get you wrecked
Plus you know I stay with a tech
So you could say that I'm a tech
No, technical foul
We can't get that shit around
All my niggas round
This goes out too everybody bout to spark one up right now
Bout too light that shit up
Light that shit (tony montana, wave)
F*ck it, this gon' be a, real flow, big flow nothing but flow
You know what I'm saying (yeah hmm)
Smoking on the blunt entirely
Getting all this money doesn't tire me
Someone tell the lighter, fire me
At the airline, they gon' hire me
Packing fire, only thing I know
I was counting dough, while I'm smoking dro
Outside, big posted in a ghost
Blazing fire with my bro's
Hit the clubs, we do the most
I was out there rolling on gelato
At the teller need my money pronto
Alfredo, already know the motto
In a chopper, with a chopper, like el Chapo
Cannabis inside the hunndo
Shout's out too el hauncho
We still getting fetty too el rancho
Get the llama get the pancho
Building in the back, but I parked in front tho
At the Loui shop, and I bought the whole store
Top of the building, bought the whole floor
I was twenty with a BMW, four door
All designer that I wore
We done made it out alive, from the war
Now I make it rain, I make it pour
Big waves, heavy dirt, by the shore
I got racks on racks on racks, still want more (yeah)
I got racks on racks on racks, still want more (yeah)
Got the product, by the quart
Made a trillion in first quarter
Rocking Jordan's on the court
Put em on the earth, in the core
And my stallion pedal, to the motherf*ckin' floor
Swung the horses when I'm bored
Iced out, in New Jersey, with New Jersey's from New York
Plus I know you heard, that we got them Snipers
Big Bible on the Rifle, dutch blunt, got me higher than the ifle
Big drip, thrill, got a lot of style, in the foreign, putin' lots of miles
Big status quote, you could check the file
Band's and product, in a different pile
For the thrill, you know what number to dial
619 (yeah)
Rollin' through the 619 with my demons
Rollin' through the 619 with my demons
Rollin' through the 619 with my demons (yeah)
Smoking on the blunt entirely
Getting all this money doesn't tire me
Someone tell the lighter, fire me
At the airline, they gon' hire me
Packing fire, only thing I know
I was counting dough, while I'm smoking dro
Outside, big posted in a ghost
Blazing fire with my bro's
Hit the clubs, we do the most
I was out there rolling on gelato
At the teller need my money pronto
Alfredo, already know the motto
In a chopper, with a chopper, like el Chapo
Cannabis inside the hunndo
Shout's out too el hauncho
We still getting fetty too el rancho
Get the llama get the pancho
Building in the back, but I parked in front tho
At the Loui shop, and I bought the whole store
Top of the building, bought the whole floor
I was twenty with a BMW, four door
All designer that I wore
We done made it out alive, from the war
Now I make it rain, I make it pour
Big waves, heavy dirt, by the shore
I got racks on racks on racks, still want more (yeah)
I got racks on racks on racks, still want more (yeah)
Got the product, by the quart
Made a trillion in first quarter
Rocking Jordan's on the court
Put em on the earth, in the core
And my stallion pedal, to the motherf*ckin' floor
Swung the horses when I'm bored
Iced out, in New Jersey, with New Jersey's from New York
Plus I know you heard, that we got them Snipers
Big Bible on the Rifle, dutch blunt, got me higher than the ifle
Big drip, thrill, got a lot of style, in the foreign, putin' lots of miles
Big status quote, you could check the file
Band's and product, in a different pile
For the thrill, you know what number to dial
619 (yeah)
Rollin' through the 619 with my demons
Rollin' through the 619 with my demons
Rollin' through the 619 with my demons (yeah)
Rollin' through the 619, with my demons
Rollin' through the 619, with my demons
Steady Feenin', lucid dreamin', I be steamin' (yeah)
Rollin' through the 619, with my demons, (yeah)
Rollin' through the 619, with my demons
Steady steamin', steady leanin', lucid dreamin' (yeah)
I be Feenin', money I be greenin', I be posted with my demons (yeah)
And I be smoking some of this, some of that
You know what I'm sayin'
Pull it up, on the blunt
Break it down
Chop it up
Fire'd it up (ahaha)
You know what I'm sayin'
Lui$ too Thrill, you know what I mean
We out here, way better than before, and we comin' for more
That's why you steady see us at the store
And I got big waves, that's why you see me by the shore
Yeah, aye, aye, aye, look, check it out
Lui$ too Thrill, Imma be smokin' on that loud
You can check me all around
I be out here in San Diego town
You know how I sound, gotta get another round
You know what we do
When I'm out here, I be posted with my Lou (yeah)
And I pick and choose
Damn, I be rockin' all this shit
Damn, I be rockin' hella hit's
Damn, I gon' make a hella bit
I'm gon' pop out, rock another fit (yeah)
I'm gon' pop out too the strip (yeah)
And I got ice in my cup, so I take another sip (yeah)
And I'm big posted with a lot of diamonds on my neck
F*ck with me, I'll get you wrecked
Plus you know I stay with a tech
So you could say that I'm a tech
No, technical foul
We can't get that shit around
All my niggas round
Writer: Luis Jaen
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid