Who Diddit? Lyrics – Lil Rango & Leekflexin
Singer: Lil Rango & Leekflexin
Title: Who Diddit?
(I got my beat it’s from Leeky)
Look
Check it out
Aye, you know I got my beat it’s from Leeky
That b#tch a treesh, I’m f#cking her, leg in the air
I’m smokin’ exotic, my tolerance high than a b#tch
I pop me a Xan, I don’t care
Boy, half of you n#gg#s be funny as hell
My b#tch try to f#ck anywhere
n#gg#, was posted in traffic all night with the steel
Boy, half of my n#gg#s don’t care
I really was up in that striker, a n#gg# can’t tell me that karma wasn’t in the air
Now, we be getting that money, we stay out the way
But I promise you, I’ll take it there
I promise you I be just smoking exotic, I put me a dead n#gg# up in the air
Posted with .40 cal, 30 clip Glock-19, boy you better not stare, huh
It’s just me and Bolo, you give us the lo’
And I bet you that we will post up anywhere
We pull up in traffic then air out the spot and then back to the crib
And turn on my phone like a n#gg# wasn’t even there
Them b#tches want f#ck with me, I do not care
Just throw me that p#ss#, come put it right here
Can’t get no money ’cause I do not share
And I don’t really care if that sh#t is not fair
I’m smoking exotic it been like a year since I popped me a Addy
Then ride through the city with guns in the rear
We spin ’til we dizzy
Spot a opp and I bet it get litty
Hottest lil n#gg#s my side of the city
I can’t stop spinning, I keep that b#tch wit’ me
Bolo he with me, he empty the semi
And after that I’ll probably post up in philly
After that I’ll probably hop in a Hemi
The police behind me I step on a motherf#cking pedal
I’m knowing them crackers don’t wanna come near me
I step on the gas
I’m moving fast
Foe nem they trailing, the Audi, the Beamer, the Jag
I can’t stop
And I swear I’m not coming in last when this Glock pop
Boy, I bet that b#tch aiming for his #ss
I’m off Xanny or three and I hop in the whip and I blink and I crash
I was serving that work up in class
Dodging the principle, no hall pass
I’m telling ya
Look
Man these b#tches be all in my call logs
I be passing the ball to Lil Bolo, that n#gg# a ball hog
.40 cal stuck to my hip
And Bolo, he with me, you n#gg#s be small dog
I just talked to the gang on the phone
They told me I’m rapping this sh#t way too raw dog
n#gg#s know I be with it
Pass me the stick and forget it
I’m posted with Bolo, we rocking all black and a fitted
Pass me the stick, Imma hit it
Boy, guarantee it ain’t no witness
I probably’ll pop out, be like, “Who Diddit?”
I’ll probably send shots at a n#gg# who claiming he with it
But, n#gg#, he really ain’t with it
The police, they knock on my door, take me to station
I tell ’em, “I don’t know who did it, but good luck wit’ it”
(Man, good luck with that sh#t man)
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