London On Da Track - Memo lyrics

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London On Da Track - Memo lyrics

[Intro] We got London On Da Track [Pre-Hook] I'ma pull up on a n***a b**h in my b**h whip I got twenty chains on me, they gon' chip just like some dip' [Hook] n***a know they get the memo They get that Stack them racks, they know the memo Stackin', stackin' n***a stop playin', you know the memo Yeah look at what she sayin', she know the memo Yeah she know the memo [Refrain] Check my swag, check my bag, filled with cash, n***a Hundred bands in my pants, check the stash, n***a Yeah she bad, run that back, throw some racks, aye Break her heart, write your name, like a cast, yeah [Verse 1] Price of condo, bale, this not no gra**, no Take it out the cat, beat that a**, woah If you cut my j**els, I'ma pull up and shoot And I, I do my shoppin', at Fairy, no tooth You just pull up, I'm not f**in', I'ma still show what it do Ride around with Ugly Duckling, we just put two somethin' on a Bu That's a Bugatti Man I'm so high I think I just seen a UFO with them troops b**hes see us and smile like what it do [Pre-Hook] I'ma pull up on a n***a b**h in my b**h whip I got twenty chains on me, they gon' chip just like some dip' [Hook] n***a know they get the memo Stack them racks, they know the memo n***a stop playin', you know the memo Yeah look at what she sayin', she know the memo Yeah she know the memo [Verse 2] I don't play on Arthur, but I'm moonwalkin' I know who gon' catch a body, I know who rockin' When I die I want a hundred bands inside of my casket I drink Act, I smoke that gas, I smoke that loud, sirens Yeah, yeah! I take molly with the YSL, memo, slat! I supply 'em with the bricks and bales, memo I'm gettin' money, n***a, can't you tell? Hell yeah! Rollie silver like a handcuff no jail n***a, memo I'm so fresh they want a pic Pull up on 'em s**ers kickin' sh**, and with the sh**s I thought you were rich but you so broke, I don't know sh** My big brother Bankroll told me I was gonna be the sh** [Hook] n***a know they get the memo Stack them racks, they know the memo n***a stop playin', you know the memo Yeah look at what she sayin', she know the memo Yeah she know the memo [Refrain] Check my swag, check my bag, filled with cash, n***a Hundred bands in my pants, check the stash, n***a Yeah she bad, run that back, throw some racks, aye Break her heart, write your name, I got cash, yeah [Outro] Memo Memo We got London On Da Track Yeah they know the memo Memo

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