Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Long Live The Greatest, artist - Drakeo The Ruler. Date of issue: 18.04.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Long Live The Greatest |
| We was causin' all the problems |
| Sticks in the car, we was causin' all the drama |
| Let a nigga blink wrong, we gon' pop him |
| Who brought the choppers to the stage with no summer? |
| Silly niggas want fame, we want dollars |
| They better not mention your name, we buyin' choppas |
| In that 911 thang, doin' a hunnid |
| Usually don’t do this type of shit, but I said, «fuck it» |
| Are you with god nigga? |
| Why you take my brother? |
| Arguing over chops nigga, why you take my hunnid? |
| But one more thing, why you leave me with these busters? |
| They hear me sittin' broke and ain’t gettin' no money |
| What’s killin' me is they think that shit funny |
| Sharin' three bands, and they think that shit money |
| It’s the Stinc team, either you with us, or it’s fuck you |
| You got a hunnid on your head, do your family really love you? |
| Silly niggas better not play with your name |
| Silly niggas better not play with the game |
| I know you hate us, but the name is the name |
| Thats a 911 porche, do your thang, do your thang |
| I’m thinkin' bout' droppin' some change, but I ain’t |
| Twitter thugs, they just bang for the fame |
| You gon' have me put his brains in his lap |
| I’m thinkin' about makin' a change, but I can’t |
| I’m not gon' stop flexing, I’m not gon' give up juice |
| I’m not gon let these pussy niggas catch me without my tool |
| I’m not gon' peace treat with the opps, cause that ain’t cool |
| Pussy nigga, I could never be you |
| I’m not gon' stop flexing, I’m not gon' give up juice |
| I’m not gon let these pussy niggas catch me without my tool |
| I’m not gon' peace treat with the opps, cause that ain’t cool |
| Pussy nigga, I could never be you |
| Long live the greatest |
| If we catch a nigga speakin' on your name, on the gang we gon' K him |
| My shooters itchin' for blood, this personal, they ain’t lookin for no payment |
| If you ain’t want your momma dyin', kids cryin' why you even have to sy it? |
| Bentley’s in the front yard, you ain’t here it’s okay we gon' stay here |
| Chip the opp lover too, yeah we know I ain’t even have to say it |
| 50 ball on the floor told my son and my nephew they can play in it |
| While niggas screen recordin' everything I do? |
| Got me even scared to say shit |
| You the police, you the DA, yeah we know, why you helpin' with they cases? |
| When they let us out the can they was mad, you could see it on they faces |
| Off-White, 3 K’s in the car, yes indeed, niggas we racist |
| Long ropes on the wood, if he cross me, what you trippin' off? |
| These maisons |
| I’ma millionaire, lookin' for a credit, guns what they cost? |
| I’ma pay you |
| Shit man, this shit crazy, Long live Ketchy The Great |
| I don’t know how that nigga go out, he’ll rob a car, that shit crazy |
| Man nigga better not be speakin' out on your name |
| None of that, I’m not playin' with niggas, Like I said, I’m a millionaire, |
| literally |
| Nigga, I’m not the one to play with, at all |
| Don’t play with the homie, don’t play with his name, nothin' |
| Don’t claim no nothin', niggas claimin' dubs that ain’t, niggas ain’t even do, |
| nigga |
| Pieces though |