Songtext von Layderr (feat. G Herbo)

Yeah, gang Huh Later Bitches started flockin' once I got some paper Glock came with a laser She said she want '42 and fuck a chaser If she outside ever day, then that bitch burnt to me Go on, fuck him, him, and him, know he ain't turnt as me I just walked outside and– (huh, huh) I just walked outside and made a dub, know it ain't hurtin' me Pluto say young Bay his prodigy, I gotta do it I just hit the Yams for three days, had the fountain blue When my bitches mad, I spend that shit, that powder do it I'm so burnt out, ain't no more Fanta, so I Mountain Dew it I don't take no more pills Told big bro shit on the floor, he don't gotta do no more drills Fuck niggas counted me out They say Tris in a drought You know me, once I get mines, you know I'm kickin' 'em out Niggas pillow talk for pussy, got my dick in they mouth Niggas need to mind they business I'm with some clean shit, I come five tennis chains without no pendant I put a billboard in my trenches, my brother said I shitted My mama said I did it All my cars is black-on-black, five percent tinted Later Bitches started flockin' once I got some paper Glock came with a laser She said she want '42 and fuck a chaser If she outside ever day, then that bitch burnt to me (ski) Go on, fuck him, him, and him, know he ain't turnt as me I just walked outside and– (huh, huh) I just walked outside and made a dub, know it ain't hurtin' me Later (ayy) Later, late (ayy) Big G Herbo, I'm a money maker Really rich, don't trick on no bitch, I won't save her (ski) Push my P, I don't care who block me, I won't chase her (never) But I'm so lit, soon as she seen dick, dove in face-first, uh (yeah) Big-ass crib in a gated community, I don't see my neighbors (huh) My mama live in an estate out the way and it's sittin' on acres (yeah) I rock ERD, Rick, Patek, Chrome, I'm sharp as razors (G Herbo) And the bros pop out with twenty hoes, they call us blazers, ayy Blue strip bankrolls, got plenty (too many) Credit cards, no limit (no limit) Black trucks, whips tinted I ain't been broke in a minute M's keep comin' in, I count by the tens, whatever I want, I'ma spend it I just woke up late on a Tuesday, went to Benny and left with a Richard I'm so competitive, complete my mission, whatever I play, I'ma win it I'm still a killer, the car that pulled up broad day (skrrt), didn't even know I was in it (swerve) I helped out so much, I can't do no more favors (at all, fuck) I been a real deal before the majors (it's me) Take off in that 'Rari, I feel like a racer (nyoom) My bitch look so good, I gotta taste her (mwah) Told me I went Hollywood, his ass a hater (pussy) Compact Glock on me, with a switch and laser (grrt) Clip got tracer, sting his ass, no tazer Up late, me and Bay just made a banger (go) Later Later Later