Yung Luv Best Song Banger
Lil Luv (Yung Luv) main acc.99 Plays
•08 Sep 2022
When I step in I’m spiting fire They know not to test this In the studio showing my best weapon Words I write are my testament You heard me right Put it on stone but I’m not post Malone It’s no rush I’m on my own But it’s alright I’ll hold my own My wrist the ice i love to own Take a sip dirty sprite If he gets finicky its fight night Hold on momma where ya go That’s alright I been alone I’m filling this beat Sippin patron passing weed like ping pong I’m non to trip on girl shake that ass honestly let me tell you lady I been feeling a little crazy my minds a little hazy I’m feeling fine but you got me hypnotized what you say you wanna have my babies she wants 5 the way I grip her while I hit it from behind Do realize i been spiting lines writing my feelings on blue lines all through school I could’ve speak my mind so I started spiting rymes my feelings I couldn’t keep inside seeping out cracks of my pain feel alright screaming all night on a page The streams I cried cause no one would listen and stay so I made it with that pen and page When I step in I’m spiting fire They know not to test this In the studio showing my best weapon Words I write are my testament You heard me right Put it on stone but I’m not post Malone It’s no rush I’m on my own But it’s alright I’ll hold my own My wrist the ice i love to own Take a sip dirty sprite If he gets finicky its fight night Hold on momma where ya go That’s alright I been alone Ill teach them a lesson My words are weapons But I still got my Wesson I got the sauce ranch dressing Impressive style Zesty sweet heat you could compete if yo
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When I step in I’m spiting fire They know not to test this In the studio showing my best weapon Words I write are my testament You heard me right Put it on stone but I’m not post Malone It’s no rush I’m on my own But it’s alright I’ll hold my own My wrist the ice i love to own Take a sip dirty sprite If he gets finicky its fight night Hold on momma where ya go That’s alright I been alone I’m filling this beat Sippin patron passing weed like ping pong I’m non to trip on girl shake that ass honestly let me tell you lady I been feeling a little crazy my minds a little hazy I’m feeling fine but you got me hypnotized what you say you wanna have my babies she wants 5 the way I grip her while I hit it from behind Do realize i been spiting lines writing my feelings on blue lines all through school I could’ve speak my mind so I started spiting rymes my feelings I couldn’t keep inside seeping out cracks of my pain feel alright screaming all night on a page The streams I cried cause no one would listen and stay so I made it with that pen and page When I step in I’m spiting fire They know not to test this In the studio showing my best weapon Words I write are my testament You heard me right Put it on stone but I’m not post Malone It’s no rush I’m on my own But it’s alright I’ll hold my own My wrist the ice i love to own Take a sip dirty sprite If he gets finicky its fight night Hold on momma where ya go That’s alright I been alone Ill teach them a lesson My words are weapons But I still got my Wesson I got the sauce ranch dressing Impressive style Zesty sweet heat you could compete if yo
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