Pheo - LMH lyrics

[Verse 1] You got a lot to say on the low, but you seem like you wanna go Don't talk about ish I'm bout to split like a Dutch, hit the street the guts Set the plane like the Puff Daddy touched down in a month I make that a** jump high, then I'm [?] of course Only if I need a light I'll let you pa** me the torch Thank god for this SUV, cause now we hella deep When I stop at lights that's R-E-D they get out and they twerk for me Ain't your old n***a, a new n***a, that n***a I be Where the paper at you flee Seven figures, a seven letters, they miscounted the "G" So please let me breathe The bleed out your lungs, a deja vu where I'm from and now this [Hook] Callin me callin me, like you didn't know Had that day like water, like you didn't know And we did this before, like you didn't know Ain't surprised we gon go, I already know Let me hit, let me hit [x4] With all this callin me, callin me Callin me, callin me Nah nah callin me, callin me Like you didn't know, didn't know Just cause you came to the show don't mean you gon go to the crib [?] My attitude bitter, if I ain't down with your taste That's why I got me a combination that can open the safe Name any race I [?] customs

A couple hours of something, just keep that cake in the oven And they say "Why say ho?" I say why say n***a? (my n***a) Why say religion - don't we believe what we're feeling? I mean the harvest of artists is pretty low in the crop But parasites who's let in, flow em out [?] guap While y'all just smash an avocado, I can turn it to guac Yeah you use the A/C even without the top (Skert! Skert!) Show your right, show your ride Look at the time you arrive Don't say your thoughts ain't contrived With the look in your eyes And I think I might go bad off this Henny and [?] And if there's signs of any frontin I'mma be like "ditch!" like "ditch!" [Outro] Soooo you've been over here before And you be tryin to kick it just like FIFA came out Look here, I ain't your old n***a, I ain't your new n***a This shouldn't be news to you You come over here, a sundress on, Doc Martins, a beanie and sh** I-I ain't f**in with none of that You, you keep draggin the blunt, tryin to sit actin' like a player What what? No! I ain't... Look, yo-you just sayin' sh** cause you high But look, don't get not a [?] piece of makeup on my pillows, not a [?] [Hook]