Lord Lord Lord

Lord Lord Lord, I cannot tell if they playing
This life too crazy, I swear it's insane
Look at my wrist
You can tell I ain't got time
Look at my bitch, you can tell I ain't lie
Lord Lord Lord, I cannot tell if they playing
This life too crazy, I swear it's insane
Look at my wrist
You can tell I ain't got time
Look at my bitch, you can tell I ain't lie
Lord Lord Lord, Lord Lord Lord
Look at my wrist
You can tell I ain't got time
Look at my bitch, you can tell I ain't lie

Cause shawty the truth
Look like somebody just shot at the coupe
I call it my Kennedy whip
I'm missing apart of my roof
My people been flashy since Africa
So pardon my roots choking on kush
Got this rope on my neck I
Won't call it a noose
But I'm keeping the peace
I won't call it a truce glock or revolver
It don't matter cause all of 'em shoot
Been ballin' since I was a youth
I look like a starter from Duke
Lord I just wanna make a Meek Mill
And menage with my blue flute
This bitch ain't from Kalamazoo
Boy it's all in the suit, roses are red
Violets are blue
My money, my pistol, my diamonds are too
So bring all of the goose
Rosé and all of the brew
I be reneging the space cause I
Got a hard time following suit

Lord Lord Lord, I cannot tell if they playing
This life too crazy, I swear it's insane
Look at my wrist
You can tell I ain't got time
Look at my bitch, you can tell I ain't lie
Lord Lord Lord, I cannot tell if they playing
This life too crazy, I swear it's insane
Look at my wrist
You can tell I ain't got time
Look at my bitch, you can tell I ain't lie
Lord Lord Lord, Lord Lord Lord
Look at my wrist
You can tell I ain't got time
Look at my bitch, you can tell I ain't lie

Lord Lord Lord
If they wanna go to war war war
I got two 22's, one about four 44's
My daddy told me
You can die by the sword sword sword
But I ain't got no choi-choi-choice
Cause some shit's you can't affor-for-ford
So I'm ridin' round east
Atlanta knowin' knowin' knowin'
Why I'm serving niggas by choi-choi-choice
So before I got six feet
I wanna turn Peachtree into Freaknik
Toot my own horn, nigga, beep beep
Got a French hoe whole love to oui oui
And the pussy clean, she a neat freak
Fuck her so good she got a TT
I got a lead road runner, shawty meep meep
Kush came in the jar like it's pig feet
Back when I used to rock Enyce
I was tryna get her out of Baby Phat
Her boyfriend call her from Chile
Talking 'bout "Can I get my baby back?"

Lord Lord Lord, I cannot tell if they playing
This life too crazy, I swear it's insane
Look at my wrist
You can tell I ain't got time
Look at my bitch, you can tell I ain't lie
Lord Lord Lord, I cannot tell if they playing
This life too crazy, I swear it's insane
Look at my wrist
You can tell I ain't got time
Look at my bitch, you can tell I ain't lie
Lord Lord Lord, Lord Lord Lord
Look at my wrist
You can tell I ain't got time
Look at my bitch, you can tell I ain't lie