[Intro]

It's Lolife

Motherfucking Blacc

(Ayy, TanaFyaThatShitUp)

[Verse]

Woke up murder on my mind, tell 'em free that nigga Melly

All eyes on me, I'm just a trappin' Makaveli

I can work a couple options, hit the road or I can mail it

Let me give yo' ass the blue print, vacuum seal it, ship it sell it

Forty thousand on a plane in first class, let's take a risk

Three days out in Houston with Thuma, I work my wrist

I prefer to have that indo, triple A got seeds and shit

Breakfast time I'm over stove, she think it's eggs, but I serve grits

Fucked the bitch 'cause she was bowlegged, pussy trash so I got mo' head

She road from Humboldt County, twenty pounds on a moped

White coat in the lab, I work my wrist now I got more meds

Walter White I'm in a RV filled up with Sudafed

They like when I rap, but keep it honest, I let the scale talk

They know I bang C's, but last six months get cash with pitchforks

Couple cases pending, shit it's cool I'm still gettin' sells off

They know I bang blue and I get coins, Sonic Hedgehog

Couple hundred up, just being honest, that shit ain't change me

Teeth, watch, chain, remove it all, I'm still the same me

A hundred sixty in, I'm gettin' 'em gone, reuppin' up the same week

A dollar for a sprite, I dropped a four, so now it ain't cheap

I spent yo' advance in Manhattan Diamond District

John Smikes with the bags, I stand on mounds and then I pitch it

Gucci Dapper Dan, I sell a bag I dance just like I'm Diddy

I just sent the box, its indo' crop, need A-I-out In Philly

Work the Pyrex, fien mad 'cause the sheet rock 'een dry yet

Want a split but your money short, stretch, spandex

Met her out in Dallas, ballin, thought I was a Maverick

I'm signed to the scale I sell bales, I ain't average

Over a hundred fifty thousand spent on gold and diamonds

Might get that Richard Mill, It got a stop watch box on timing

Told her sorry can't lay up and fuck, don't you see me grindin'?

Bought a bill press, I add the dust and dye and start to blindin'

[Outro]

It’s LoLife