(Thats Crazy)
Bitch hot like Lava girl, I up my pump and make you run
I don't give a f*ck like bitch I hate what I've become
Taking xans now, you always know that I'm too Yung
But if you f*ck around you gon catch 30 from my gun
Bitch hot like Lava girl, I up my pump and make you run
I don't give a f*ck like bitch I hate what I've become
Taking xans now, you always know that I'm too Yung
But if you f*ck around you gon catch 30 from my gun
Aye
2 trap phones they ring like
Just to tell the truth give a f*ck what you heard
Shut up lil bitch yeah we know you a nerd
You get in a jam you gon sing like the birds
Smoking boof pack big f*cking blunt
Hit it from the back no front
Little bitch what you want
I up that choppa then I dump
In the black whip I feel like Batman
I got a choppa in the f*cking back man
I feel like Afghan, I feel like Afghan
Cause we gon up it then you know we back down
I hit a lick I've been rich ever since
Walk through the jungle in my Louis V prints
I'm the king upgraded from a prince
And I ain't talking if it ain't 100 cents
They f*cked up when they let me out the cell
I tell the truth I'ma go straight to hell
Yeah, Baby tell me how you feel
And we can f*cking split this pill
Bitch hot like Lava girl, I up my pump and make you run
I don't give a f*ck like bitch I hate what I've become
Taking xans now, you always know that I'm too Yung
But if you f*ck around you gon catch 30 from my gun
Bitch hot like Lava girl, I up my pump and make you run
I don't give a f*ck like bitch I hate what I've become
Taking xans now, you always know that I'm too Yung
But if you f*ck around you gon catch 30 from my gun
You gon catch 30, bitch I'm thirsty
See I woke up too early, Pastor served me
She had swerved me, But I glowed up became perty
They got laced xans on set, f*ck with me your ass will get wrecked
Boys in the field slapping up taints leaving a mark getting em wet
We-we-we got lots of pride, Blowing up no dynamite
Better take caution please remain careful, out on the prowl this day and night
It is what it is, it was what it was
I was down deep lost in the flood
My feet is on crip but my heart got the blood
Lil Rose Bud lost in the mud
You best ba-ack down you gon get f*ck up
And get sma-acked down always acting up
We was slashed around Yungins gonna be rough
If you gonna step up you just better be tough
I was once cold left in the darkness
Boy who cried wolf torn remained heartless
Breaking down walls letting loose chains
Shootin off guns Left in the rain
You don't know crap get you game up
The audacity that fills your brain up
Snap you like a twig
I got the shovel, locked down deep, times running out
Ya dig
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Yung Rose - LavaGirl (feat. Alexanax) Lyrics
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(Thats Crazy)
Bitch hot like Lava girl, I up my pump and make you run
I don't give a f*ck like bitch I hate what I've become
Taking xans now, you always know that I'm too Yung
But if you f*ck around you gon catch 30 from my gun
Bitch hot like Lava girl, I up my pump and make you run
I don't give a f*ck like bitch I hate what I've become
Taking xans now, you always know that I'm too Yung
But if you f*ck around you gon catch 30 from my gun
Aye
2 trap phones they ring like
Just to tell the truth give a f*ck what you heard
Shut up lil bitch yeah we know you a nerd
You get in a jam you gon sing like the birds
Smoking boof pack big f*cking blunt
Hit it from the back no front
Little bitch what you want
I up that choppa then I dump
In the black whip I feel like Batman
I got a choppa in the f*cking back man
I feel like Afghan, I feel like Afghan
Cause we gon up it then you know we back down
I hit a lick I've been rich ever since
Walk through the jungle in my Louis V prints
I'm the king upgraded from a prince
And I ain't talking if it ain't 100 cents
They f*cked up when they let me out the cell
I tell the truth I'ma go straight to hell
Yeah, Baby tell me how you feel
And we can f*cking split this pill
Bitch hot like Lava girl, I up my pump and make you run
I don't give a f*ck like bitch I hate what I've become
Taking xans now, you always know that I'm too Yung
But if you f*ck around you gon catch 30 from my gun
Bitch hot like Lava girl, I up my pump and make you run
I don't give a f*ck like bitch I hate what I've become
Taking xans now, you always know that I'm too Yung
But if you f*ck around you gon catch 30 from my gun
You gon catch 30, bitch I'm thirsty
See I woke up too early, Pastor served me
She had swerved me, But I glowed up became perty
They got laced xans on set, f*ck with me your ass will get wrecked
Boys in the field slapping up taints leaving a mark getting em wet
We-we-we got lots of pride, Blowing up no dynamite
Better take caution please remain careful, out on the prowl this day and night
It is what it is, it was what it was
I was down deep lost in the flood
My feet is on crip but my heart got the blood
Lil Rose Bud lost in the mud
You best ba-ack down you gon get f*ck up
And get sma-acked down always acting up
We was slashed around Yungins gonna be rough
If you gonna step up you just better be tough
I was once cold left in the darkness
Boy who cried wolf torn remained heartless
Breaking down walls letting loose chains
Shootin off guns Left in the rain
You don't know crap get you game up
The audacity that fills your brain up
Snap you like a twig
I got the shovel, locked down deep, times running out
Ya dig
Bitch hot like Lava girl, I up my pump and make you run
I don't give a f*ck like bitch I hate what I've become
Taking xans now, you always know that I'm too Yung
But if you f*ck around you gon catch 30 from my gun
Bitch hot like Lava girl, I up my pump and make you run
I don't give a f*ck like bitch I hate what I've become
Taking xans now, you always know that I'm too Yung
But if you f*ck around you gon catch 30 from my gun
Aye
2 trap phones they ring like
Just to tell the truth give a f*ck what you heard
Shut up lil bitch yeah we know you a nerd
You get in a jam you gon sing like the birds
Smoking boof pack big f*cking blunt
Hit it from the back no front
Little bitch what you want
I up that choppa then I dump
In the black whip I feel like Batman
I got a choppa in the f*cking back man
I feel like Afghan, I feel like Afghan
Cause we gon up it then you know we back down
I hit a lick I've been rich ever since
Walk through the jungle in my Louis V prints
I'm the king upgraded from a prince
And I ain't talking if it ain't 100 cents
They f*cked up when they let me out the cell
I tell the truth I'ma go straight to hell
Yeah, Baby tell me how you feel
And we can f*cking split this pill
Bitch hot like Lava girl, I up my pump and make you run
I don't give a f*ck like bitch I hate what I've become
Taking xans now, you always know that I'm too Yung
But if you f*ck around you gon catch 30 from my gun
Bitch hot like Lava girl, I up my pump and make you run
I don't give a f*ck like bitch I hate what I've become
Taking xans now, you always know that I'm too Yung
But if you f*ck around you gon catch 30 from my gun
You gon catch 30, bitch I'm thirsty
See I woke up too early, Pastor served me
She had swerved me, But I glowed up became perty
They got laced xans on set, f*ck with me your ass will get wrecked
Boys in the field slapping up taints leaving a mark getting em wet
We-we-we got lots of pride, Blowing up no dynamite
Better take caution please remain careful, out on the prowl this day and night
It is what it is, it was what it was
I was down deep lost in the flood
My feet is on crip but my heart got the blood
Lil Rose Bud lost in the mud
You best ba-ack down you gon get f*ck up
And get sma-acked down always acting up
We was slashed around Yungins gonna be rough
If you gonna step up you just better be tough
I was once cold left in the darkness
Boy who cried wolf torn remained heartless
Breaking down walls letting loose chains
Shootin off guns Left in the rain
You don't know crap get you game up
The audacity that fills your brain up
Snap you like a twig
I got the shovel, locked down deep, times running out
Ya dig
Writer: Alex Miller, Christian Rogers
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid