Lyrics

Leeko Push it True I'm flyer than a pilot on a runway Want what I deserve and I'm finna make it mine Hit the club on Saturday, brunch on Sunday Leeko got another one 4 the summer time The game need change hiphop in a gridlock Ice me out, suck me off, that's a liplock Leeko Verde got another flow, rhyme impeccable Wondering when he stop, bitch when the beat stop Leeko goin viral like some teens on a tiktok With my whole team and we headed to the tiptop Beat beat the pot til my mu fuckin wrist lock Gone bag it up slim pass me a ziplock I'm the new face of hiphop They switching up they flip flop I'm so dope I leave em choked and gagged like a slipknot Heard they sleeping on me let em sleep til they dead Keep ya business to yourself I heard your friends is the feds Pose for the camera finna take a flick for your twitter Pose for the camera take a pic for the gram If your squad in this bitch lemme hear you make some noise Pose with your people take a pic with your fam Said you bored in the house and you in the house bored Cleaning up ya crib and you sweeping up the floors Highlight so bright, you killin' the contour Brand new Chanel bag you call it couture From the 804 Might just take your whore My name ringing bells and my name open doors How you the loudest in the room & the brokest Don't look for out for your people how you claiming you the wokest Drip and the potion, my plans put in motion Doubled what you can a Ford because Leeko 2 focused Goin up Goin up Goin up Got the whole club jumpin like a waffle house Club hot club packed like a backwood Ima hit you back just make sure that the pack good Club hot club packed like a backwood What that pussy hittin on, baby was yo pap good If you see somebody in the party lookin lovely Gone head shoot ya shot, gone head make that bucket And if you see somebody in the party you don't fuck with Point em out point em out Tell em knuck if you buck then Talking all that shit I'm finna put em in a hefty I be killing money I can make a fuckin check bleed This is not class, goofy ass, do not test me Baby love on me, please do not stress me Who gon do you like me Nobody Who gon sex you like me Nobody Who gon fuck you like me Nobody Who gon love you like me Nobody baby You is not the plug boy you just a middle man Leeko v the ruler finna get my dividends How you hating from outside, you can't even get in 804 Breezy finna tell they ass again I don't see how you can hate from outside the club You cant even get in
Writer(s): Malik White Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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