Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Lightbeam , by - Lil Skies. Release date: 22.07.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Lightbeam |
| Yeah, smoking out the pound of P |
| I got a plan like Master P |
| Told her everything ain’t what it seem |
| Okay, you got a light on you, a beam |
| I’m the king of all her dreams |
| Super fresh like Listerine |
| Okay, shawty, I got lots of teams |
| Mardi Gras, a party ting |
| Open up, don’t tell a thing |
| Okay, keep a secret, ride with me |
| Drop the top and catch a vibe |
| Pockets on the lottery |
| Yeah, balling we spendin the bag |
| If I give you everything |
| Would you go pop these tags? |
| If I was down bad |
| Would you give all you had? |
| I just wanna make you laugh |
| I don’t wanna make you mad |
| I don’t wanna make you sad |
| I just wanna make you glad, yeah |
| Swervin' off up in the car |
| Babygirl goin' too fast |
| Babygirl gotta brag |
| Babygirl way too different |
| Shawty, she don’t ever listen |
| I’m Jordan, she Scottie Pippen |
| Ayy, go to the moon for a vacay |
| That is my lil' baby |
| She be drivin' me cray-cray |
| Might load up my AK |
| I’ma walk down right on that street |
| I’ma tell that boy come to me |
| I’ma tell him to take a seat |
| I’ma shoot him and his BB |
| Oh, yeah |
| Drivin' the car, that suburban |
| Lil' baby go sit on my lap |
| She ridin' my dick while I’m swervin' |
| I busted my nuts on her tits |
| She seein' my kids in person |
| And she keep a Glock in the girdle |
| Pull it out and she makin' 'em hurdle |
| Oh, yeah, she makin' 'em nervous |
| One-five, we keep it the service |
| And I got the drugs like a merchant |
| Cap callin', he sayin' it’s urgent |
| He callin', he check on my purchase |
| I got it, my nigga, I earned it |
| I flipped it and sold it and burned it |
| I went to the land with the Persians |
| Yeah, smoking out the pound of P |
| I got a plan like Master P |
| Told her everything ain’t what it seem |
| Okay, you got a light on you, a beam |
| I’m the king of all her dreams |
| Super fresh like Listerine |
| Okay, shawty, I got lots of teams |
| Mardi Gras, a party ting |
| Open up, don’t tell a thing |
| Okay, keep a secret, ride with me |
| Drop the top and catch a vibe |
| Pockets on the lottery |
| Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh |
| Oh, oh, oh, oh, it be like |
| Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh |
| Oh, oh, oh, oh (Yeah) |
| If I go to the grave, it’s gon' be hard to replace me |
| Cartier shades just to hide intoxication |
| I go crazy for that money, insane for that paper |
| I got shooters on demand, we ain’t payin' for no cable |
| Vampire, count that money in the dark |
| I tote that stingray, but I know that I’m a shark |
| I split that lil' bitch wig, then I tell her play her part |
| I still’ll shoot this bitch, I know I’m hangin' 'round stars |
| You in my hand, somethin' like sanitizer |
| And I won’t argue 'bout who get higher |
| I ain’t stuntin' that nigga 'cause I get way flyer |
| Eat every beat that I’m on, these tracks like appetizers |
| Ayy, Lil Skies, you good? |
| What you on? |
| Yeah, smoking out the pound of P |
| I got a plan like Master P |
| Told her everything ain’t what it seem |
| Okay, you got a light on you, a beam |
| I’m the king of all her dreams |
| Super fresh like Listerine |
| Okay, shawty, I got lots of teams |
| Mardi Gras, a party ting |
| Open up, don’t tell a thing |
| Okay, keep a secret, ride with me |
| Drop the top and catch a vibe |
| Pockets on the lottery |