Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Leg Work , by - Bandgang Lonnie BandsRelease date: 24.04.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Leg Work |
| Pill dust on me, nigga they can smell me |
| Ain’t find shit |
| Mad as hell, they can’t jail me |
| Forgot to count the 30s, fuck around being lazy |
| Shorten me three pills, little nigga tried to play me |
| Nigga this ain’t Cali, I need 50 for this eightphy |
| AR on me, water whipping like the navy |
| My daughter that’s my everything |
| My heart, that’s my baby |
| All this pain, been getting to high lately |
| I just came from the dead, I’m awaken |
| I love when that work hit the road, but I hate waiting |
| Grind it up, you wired, looking for that easy waste |
| Still hustling hard, and I can sign a deal any day |
| I gotta go extra for my brothers in the fight cases |
| And I’m a keep busting nuts on these pretty faces |
| They hate on my position, you should see they faces |
| Me and you are not the same, we in different places |
| Elevations on the plane, make my head hurt |
| My feet swollen, nigga putting in that leg work |
| Fuck that hoe later, nigga get that bread first |
| Before you stick your dick in her, get the head first |
| Aye |
| Yo shit declining, you got dead work |
| Nigga |
| Boy you a worker, that’s your mans work |
| Feet swollen, putting in leg work |
| Fuck that hoe later, get that bread first |
| I’m off them drugs bitch |
| Yeah |
| A whole lot, got the stove hot, you can’t kook it up with kold pots |
| Nigga so what |
| These young niggas think they so tough |
| They don’t no nothing, till I pull with the pole busting |
| I got kold kuts, yall be fucking round with kold sluts |
| Make em hold up, they say Skuba Steve say hold up |
| Good .44 tuck |
| I’m poled up |
| I switch my hoes up |
| Don’t share no clothes, Naw |
| Kash out |
| Get them bows off |
| If you showing off |
| Choppas on me, get the going off |
| Yo head, I blow it off |
| Choppa turn beef to stroganoff |
| Can’t hold them off |
| My young niggas tryna go up top |
| He gone get him got |
| That tough act gone get him shot |
| Hit him with the rocks |
| Skuba skip the melo with the Glock |
| Give him 50 shots |
| Infared looking like chicken pox |
| Hit him with the holo |
| That bitch ass just like a baby bottle |
| Shoot at everybody |
| Fuck them niggas |
| Take the air bottle |
| Elevations on the plane, make my head hurt |
| My feet swollen, nigga putting in that leg work |
| Fuck that hoe later, nigga get that bread first |
| Before you stick your dick in her, get the head first |
| Aye |
| Yo shit declining, you got dead work |
| Nigga |
| Boy you a worker, that’s your mans work |
| Feet swollen, putting in leg work |
| Fuck that hoe later, get that bread first |