Good Lookin’ Lyrics – Lil Rango & Leekflexin
Singer: Lil Rango & Leekflexin
Title: Good Lookin’
Look, okay
Bad b#tch, 5’4″ – she let me f#ck
On gang, i can’t get enough
She know she ain’t nothing, i pass her to gang
Folks #ss bought me a drum, good looking
Walk in the kitchen, like n#gg# what’s cooking
Them n#gg#s, they know how i’m coming
I got a 30 – folks got 50, n#gg# that’s 80 all up in yo’ stomach
Aye
And n#gg#, this b#tch stay tweakin’ on me
I don’t give a f#ck, that’s nothing
Know she a ho, she acting like i ain’t never took nothing and made it to something
You gotta go for real, talm ’bout you don’t smoke and you don’t do pills
My dick in they mouth – just like a meal
n#gg# i’m up – i love how it feel
And n#gg# what’s up with yo’ dawg? folks #ss f#cking his b#tch he hitting that raw
And i was hitting that raw
n#gg#, i’m never gon’ trip ’bout a b#tch
Police they talm ’bout, what?
n#gg#, i’m never gone snitch, i’m finna call saul, gang
n#gg#s pop out in the dark, you bet not lack ’cause we playing ball
Look, we ain’t shooting threes
Folks #ss hop out the cut wit’ a 50, he dumping it all
I gotta stop- i gotta stop talking ’bout bodies and sh#t, my fault
White b#tch, she in the whip and i’m going fast and she wanna suck my balls
I heard that you got a 30, but we got the 30s and n#gg# we got the assaults
These b#tches be tweaking, i’m knowing
n#gg#, them b#tches be knowing that it be they fault, on gang
You need to pour you some wock, that’ll get rid of yo’ pain
I’m clutching my glock ’cause these n#gg#s knowing my name
I put it on god lil leeky got aim
A switch on the stick, changing the game
You ready to die for a li’ bit of fame
Yeah, look, hollon, on god bro
I been doing this rap sh#t for a minute
Man these n#gg#s need to know bro, we ain’t wit’ none of that f#ck sh#t, on bro look
Better lock the f#ck in ‘fore we tweak out and check me out
This sh#t get crazy and we deep as f#ck in this b#tch, check
Yeah, look
I bought me glock, ain’t tryna get caught up wit’ it
Tryna hit a n#gg# with that hot sh#t, on my soul
I’m on the block with lil bro ‘nem, same time folks in that can
He ain’t coming home
When i went broke b.o.l.o. had gave me a loan
Lil n#gg# i’m never, gon’ switch on the gang
He switch on the gang, that n#gg# got hit with that chrome, it’s over
And yeah, this a .40, these bullets be hot like a toaster
Ex-b#tch hit my line, told her to get off my dick, lil shorty it’s over
Pause, aye, still put dick in her jaws, i know she be liking it when i control her, look
And i’m love when she bending it over, i’m hot – lil n#gg# you colder
Everytime, i go outside, looking over my shoulder, but they do not get it
I’ll go f#ck on a b#tch off a xan, next day i swear i’ll probably forget it
It’s crazy how that n#gg# talking, but n#gg# i seen his #ss walking, he wasn’t even with it
Look, we’ll pop out in the dark, the lake, it’s nothing for me to go hit her
Bad b#tch, 5’4″ – she let me f#ck
On gang, i can’t get enough
She know she ain’t nothing, i pass her to gang
Folks #ss bought me a drum, good looking
Walk in the kitchen, like n#gg# what’s cooking
Them n#gg#s, they know how i’m coming
I got a 30 – folks got 50, n#gg# that’s 80 all up in yo’ stomach
Look
Leave his #ss leaky, b#tch
Yeah, aye
Leave his #ss leaky, b#tch
Word, aye
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