Lyrics: Lakeyah Robinson/DARREN HANIBLE/Terry Sanchez Wallace/Reuel Ethan
Music: Lakeyah Robinson/DARREN HANIBLE/Terry Sanchez Wallace/Reuel Ethan
313-414 (Explicit) - Lakeyah/Tee Grizzley/DJ Drama
Lyrics by：Lakeyah Robinson/Darren Hanible/Terry Sanchez Wallace/Reuel Ethan
Composed by：Lakeyah Robinson/Darren Hanible/Terry Sanchez Wallace/Reuel Ethan
See we gon' go from Milwaukee to the D
Oh this not easy
This thing gotta hit a little different
Reuel stop playin' with these nigga s
This my time
Yeah please tell these hoes they can't
**** with me like I'm celibate uh
My name been poppin' ***** you know
I'm way too relevant yeah
I'm the biggest in the room
***** I'm a elephant yeah
Might blow a hundred on
Some ice just for the hell of it
The game ***** I'm ahead of it
I'm on these bitches top they need Excedrin
Countin' commas et cetera
Money counter go beep-beep
That new shit that them hoes drop was weak-weak weak
This heater bake a bitch up like a pie
These bitches sweet-sweet
You can do anything in life 'cept for try me
I got nigga s that been killing
Since the '90s right here by me
See the police and fly by 'em
Y'all can't catch us don't even try it
niggas fiends having withdrawals
We only do deposits
Ay Lakenya
What's the word
What that chain cost
A bird
That's a serve **** it
Kill 'em to the point of no return step on 'em
I put nigga s on in these streets like Big Worm
Brought them foreigns to the trenches
Park them bitches on the curb
Ayy I got now tell them bitches wait they turn
These hoes stressin' over nigga's ****
The money my concern
Ayy my family still amazed
At all this money I done earned
***** wanna burn that bridge play that Usher
**** it let it burn
And they ain't tryna step to me up in the booth
These bitches scary
In the game runnin' circles
'Round this bitch like Sha'Carri
I don't **** with hoes at all
But I'll pop her like a cherry grra ah
All these ***** nigga's nee
To stick to actin' Tyler Perry
Ayy I be on some feed the
Whole team **** the whole gang
Everybody eat ****
Never on no greed shit ask them nigga's
I be on some shit my bitch to sleep ****
I be on some I'm a king
Get down on yo' knees bitch right now
You be on some talk behind yo' people back
Sneak diss ***** a*s weak shit
I be on some OG listen more
Than you speak shit you know that
I be on some bro
We gotta move around with heat sticks we got to
'Cause even though we out the streets
We still gotta play defense
Ayy I hit Tee like I got beef
He like say less we up the street
Know I'm rockin' with the Bucks
But if they want it we got heat
***** I got so many racks
I stand up on it I'm six feet
I'm a big shit talker ain't
**** about it petite
Hold up wait ay Lakenya how
Y'all comin' in the mil' ayy
You know we next door to the Chi' so if it's smoke
She getting drilled grra
How was mother****ers actin'
When they heard you got a deal
Man I heard I had them bum
Broke bitches in they feels
How was mother****ers actin'
When they saw you got them MS
They was hurt and they was wounded
I don't think that they gon' heal
Some gotta get cut off some you gon' have to kill
That shit crazy that shit deep
And that shit steep but that shit real uh
Let these nigga s know 313 to the 414
Five spots on the block the fiends be going door to door
The shit that we got strong
You serve 'em twice and and they might overdose
I talk to God in my Rolls-Royce call it the Holy Ghost
Don't get stuck now figuring it out
Only the strong survive
Sink or swim
All that other shit drown that out
Gangsta Grillz