L.O.N.D-Boy - Krept, KONAN, G Frsh

I’m a L.O.N D-Boy

Yeah I’m a hustler

On top of the work don’t ask what I’m under

Ten good years got my pockets all pumped up

Now I make man retire like a puncture

Sittin somewhere in South

Gettin money by the thousands

If money really talks then my nigga I’m shouting

Buff ting browning passenger seat pouting

Dentist the way that I feel I need crowning

Drew her from West like Khalifa

Cah every D-Boy needs a diva

Even if you were a hottie couldn’t beat cuz

Cah you just pretend ballers FIFA

L.O.N D-Boy fitting when I brick lay two chains

Fly even when I look plain

Yeah you’re looking at a pilot

I give you the programme to next years fly shit

Tell 'em I’ma

All around the money and a few girls

I sea-food so I eat well

If I get head I won’t tell

She wanna run train cah we keep it rail

See me with a hot chick, so fine

Wanna give me brain but I don’t mind

No we don’t queue, my circle don’t line

Get it?

Queue.

Circle.

Don’t line

Left him in hospital, I ain’t got patience

Everybody back up nobody can save him

Might see my dawgs on a rage ting

Two fours if they ate him

So stop hyping up, word to the princess you don’t wanna di-an-a

Cause I’m fly as fuck, got hoes on me like a fire truck

I’m a L.O.N D-Boy (repeat)

You already know who

Used to see weed now it’s sand bags and boat shoes

In the mirror thinking how them sundays are old news

Get it?

Mirror.

Sundays.

Old news

Cause everything we do is a piss take

I take your girl call that a mis-take

So I ain’t mad that my ex are gone

Its their loss, I’m in sick shape

I ain’t got a house but I’ll bet you she’ll let me

Cut and then beat always have me gettin sweaty

Oh well don’t be getting out your shell

Or my don’ll pull the pump out over something petty

You get me, surrounded by winners

They say life’s short what you talkin bout Willis

Even at the trap I’m still giving out pictures

Listening to Frenchie tryna get her out her knickers

I’m a L.O.N D-Boy (repeat)