Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Lethal Weapon, artist - Cousin Stizz. Date of issue: 10.02.2022
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Lethal Weapon |
| Yeah |
| Alright, yeah, ayy |
| I heard these lil' niggas don’t like how I we be steppin' |
| Strap all on the cover, with my boy, like Lethal Weapon |
| Baby on her knees, ee |
| Ayy-ayy-ayy |
| I heard these lil' niggas don’t like how I we be steppin' |
| Strap all on the cover with my boy, like Lethal Weapon |
| Baby on her knees, we both know I ain’t no reverend |
| Hustle from the streets 'til I made it, countin' blessings |
| I heard these lil' niggas don’t like how I we be reppin' |
| Strap all on the cover with my boy, like Lethal Weapon |
| Baby on her knees, we both know I ain’t no reverend |
| Hustle in the streets, nah, nah, I can’t be second |
| I was always up, I been focused on the better me |
| Hoes gotta watch, how you talk, what you said to me |
| I ain’t, never put you on a pedigree |
| I can’t let these niggas get ahead of me, for real |
| Touch down, for real |
| Put it on the scale, now we eatin' lunchtime, for real |
| We lookin' like a dress down |
| Want a handout, I tell you niggas bug down |
| Yeah, ain’t no more opinions, Snapz up on the beats |
| I rather see you win through all the sufferin' |
| I’m out with a ten, she another freak |
| I’m hopin' that she loyal, like she lovin' me |
| That shit so big, she say she want another me |
| Always try to give me head, I like the bubbly |
| Yeah, I watch your girls, I told her, «Bring the company» |
| Way things are, shit’ll stop suddenly |
| Yeah, pray and cover me |
| Give me head for release, think sucka free |
| How you come up on them jeans? |
| Came up over East, you don’t even know the least |
| Stings like a not a bumblebeast |
| Still out here countin' bands |
| I heard these lil' niggas don’t like how I we be steppin' |
| Strap all on the cover with my boy, like Lethal Weapon |
| Baby on her knees, we both know I ain’t no reverend |
| Hustle from the streets 'til I made it, countin' blessings |
| I heard these lil' niggas don’t like how I we be reppin' |
| Strap all on the cover with my boy, like Lethal Weapon |
| Baby on her knees, we both know I ain’t no reverend |
| Hustle in the streets, nah, nah, I can’t be second |