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Lambo Truck Video (MV)




Performed By: Tay G & Mr. Kaila
Language: English
Length: 3:24
Written by: Fredrick Atkinson, Thomas Jenkins




Tay G & Mr. Kaila - Lambo Truck Lyrics




They be flodging
They just make shit up, they just lying
But you love it, huh
I think I just pulled up in my Lambo truck
I think I just pulled up in my Lambo truck
They be flodging
They just make shit up, they just lying
But you love it, huh
Let me try it then
I think I just pulled up in my Lambo truck
How that sound shit
I think I just pulled up in my Lambo truck

You ain't balling, won't you tell all the fans
You just living like a regular man
Yeah you got a big check in advance
But they running up a debt on that ass
They promote it, when your album'll drop
But you owe em' when your album a flop
Let em know that you ain't having a guap
Cuz your record label never recooped
360 on that ass, they get paid off whatever you do
Big pimpin' on that ass, 8 cents off whatever you move
Man that's 80 out a thousand
Maybe y'all ain't trippin, maybe I'm the problem
I'm just saying nigga, I'ma want it all if
I'ma pay the ticket, just so y'all can ball and
I'ma want a bigger cut, like nigga what
It ain't really shit to discuss
Hurt a nigga over twenty bucks
You ain't finna take shit from us
But you balling
I say all you rapping niggas flodging yeah

They be flodging
They just make shit up, they just lying
But you love it, huh
I think I just pulled up in my Lambo truck
I think I just pulled up in my Lambo truck
They be flodging
They just make shit up, they just lying
But you love it, huh
Let me try it then
I think I just pulled up in my Lambo truck
How that sound shit
I think I just pulled up in my Lambo truck

Grew up in the burbs never ever seen the trenches
But I see if you lie, you can stack up on your bitches
Order me some money off of Amazon Prime
Hold it to my ear, then I say I'm on my grind
Take a pic with my stick, pop some pills, I'm legit
Wife a THOT who been popped by my block, that's my bitch
All that acting for the camera, then when shit gets real
Escape plan, tuck my tail, no more barking, I'ma squeal
He did it, she did it, they did it, I'm a witness
Come home, hit the booth, now I'm streaming eight digits
If that shit work for y'all and y'all winning, I'ma try it
I'm selling wolf tickets, ain't my fault if you buy it

They be flodging
They just make shit up, they just lying
But you love it, huh
I think I just pulled up in my Lambo truck
I think I just pulled up in my Lambo truck
They be flodging
They just make shit up, they just lying
But you love it, huh
Let me try it then
I think I just pulled up in my Lambo truck
How that sound shit
I think I just pulled up in my Lambo truck

They be gettin to the bag bro
You ain't hear the nigga last song
You ain't see his last video
He was talking on the cash phone
Know you seen all his partners
Strapped, wearing bandannas man
Screaming gang gang while they aim they
Pistols at the muthafuccin cameraman

You ain't see him? That nigga be riding with that stick man
That nigga be having them hoes, that nigga be having that drank
Nigga you ain't see that nigga live, that nigga went Instagram Live the other day
That nigga was cold nigga
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They be flodging
They just make shit up, they just lying
But you love it, huh
I think I just pulled up in my Lambo truck
I think I just pulled up in my Lambo truck
They be flodging
They just make shit up, they just lying
But you love it, huh
Let me try it then
I think I just pulled up in my Lambo truck
How that sound shit
I think I just pulled up in my Lambo truck

You ain't balling, won't you tell all the fans
You just living like a regular man
Yeah you got a big check in advance
But they running up a debt on that ass
They promote it, when your album'll drop
But you owe em' when your album a flop
Let em know that you ain't having a guap
Cuz your record label never recooped
360 on that ass, they get paid off whatever you do
Big pimpin' on that ass, 8 cents off whatever you move
Man that's 80 out a thousand
Maybe y'all ain't trippin, maybe I'm the problem
I'm just saying nigga, I'ma want it all if
I'ma pay the ticket, just so y'all can ball and
I'ma want a bigger cut, like nigga what
It ain't really shit to discuss
Hurt a nigga over twenty bucks
You ain't finna take shit from us
But you balling
I say all you rapping niggas flodging yeah

They be flodging
They just make shit up, they just lying
But you love it, huh
I think I just pulled up in my Lambo truck
I think I just pulled up in my Lambo truck
They be flodging
They just make shit up, they just lying
But you love it, huh
Let me try it then
I think I just pulled up in my Lambo truck
How that sound shit
I think I just pulled up in my Lambo truck

Grew up in the burbs never ever seen the trenches
But I see if you lie, you can stack up on your bitches
Order me some money off of Amazon Prime
Hold it to my ear, then I say I'm on my grind
Take a pic with my stick, pop some pills, I'm legit
Wife a THOT who been popped by my block, that's my bitch
All that acting for the camera, then when shit gets real
Escape plan, tuck my tail, no more barking, I'ma squeal
He did it, she did it, they did it, I'm a witness
Come home, hit the booth, now I'm streaming eight digits
If that shit work for y'all and y'all winning, I'ma try it
I'm selling wolf tickets, ain't my fault if you buy it

They be flodging
They just make shit up, they just lying
But you love it, huh
I think I just pulled up in my Lambo truck
I think I just pulled up in my Lambo truck
They be flodging
They just make shit up, they just lying
But you love it, huh
Let me try it then
I think I just pulled up in my Lambo truck
How that sound shit
I think I just pulled up in my Lambo truck

They be gettin to the bag bro
You ain't hear the nigga last song
You ain't see his last video
He was talking on the cash phone
Know you seen all his partners
Strapped, wearing bandannas man
Screaming gang gang while they aim they
Pistols at the muthafuccin cameraman

You ain't see him? That nigga be riding with that stick man
That nigga be having them hoes, that nigga be having that drank
Nigga you ain't see that nigga live, that nigga went Instagram Live the other day
That nigga was cold nigga
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Writer: Fredrick Atkinson, Thomas Jenkins
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