L's

(L-L-LB)

You don't know

L to the face, knowin' that you lost me kindly

Got your first bad bitch and you moved too slimy

Lost all respect when I got to see your standards

You fuck anybody just so you can feel like a man, huh?

I'm facin' L's, only ones that's mixed with grabby

I'm a Western ting, huh, boy, don't mind her

L to the face, screens that'll feel your damage

L to the face, yeah, we've received your message

Whole lotta L's, whole lotta L's, whole lotta L's

Whole lotta L's, baby, whole lotta - (L's), uh

Whole lotta L's, baby, hold up an L

Whole lotta L's, baby, whole lotta -

Hold up an L when I L, when I make it a W

You tell me to go, and I go, and I really won't trouble you

Chase the jimmy, if you sleep with my pillow, it really will smother you

If my boy's in a pickle, I help him, that's what a brother do

Think I made all of my labels a million

I need a pretty Brazilian, I got the keys to the city, I'm Killian

Snake in my circle, my friend a reptilian

Season out, I'ma show them what's really in, yeah

Laugh at my pain 'cause the story the silliest

Scary loss I took, it was hideous

Whole lotta L's, whole lotta L's, whole lotta L's

Whole lotta L's, baby, whole lotta - (L's), uh

Whole lotta L's, baby, hold up an L

Whole lotta L's, baby, whole lotta -

Whole lotta L's, whole lotta L's, whole lotta L's

Whole lotta L's, baby, whole lotta -

Whole lotta L's, whole lotta L's, whole lotta L's

Whole lotta L's, baby, whole lotta -

Whole lotta L's, whole lotta L's, whole lotta L's

Whole lotta L's, baby, whole lotta -

Whole lotta L's, whole lotta L's, whole lotta L's