Lyrics to S/O Luwop
Uh, uh
Budda bless this beat
Getting all this Guap don’t plan to stop
Man you really think you is a cop
Yeah they always hating gotta stop
Nigga on the gang shout out LUWOP
All these racks nigga can’t stop
Can not stop till I’m at the top
Yeah we are some rebels we gon rock
They gon try to bet me nah
Talk down on the gang boy you gon die
Talk down on the gang that’s suicide
Got some tools that’s down to ride
Two shots leave him paraly, the para-dot
Real friends one of the rarest sights
Can’t do nothing under these sheets never do shit
We gon pull up with sticks like a marching band
I’m a bully so nigga get back
Growing up so fast thinking I’ll nеver last
Pulling up to the bank thinking I need a bag
And I really hatе that I’m down bad
Gotta make more music get a bag
You don’t get no money that is sad (ha, gang, bitch)
When I walk in the club got a stick by my side
So if a nigga run up then I bet he gon die
And I’m smoking on dez man I’m so damn high
That body he said, he got sticks but he lying
I just took his bitch now his tag declined
He talking bout gang and I bet he gon die
Killed his little buddy he still ain't slide
Ima shoot at the opps hit that nigga in his eye
Yeah, I know he not wit it
Cause of this money I'm rapping and fidget
I need the money I'm fina go get it
Bitch I get to that green like some motherfucking dishes
He cuffing that hoe but I already hit it
I shoot at a opp boy you know I ain't no miss
I feel like I'm wick blow a bag on a crystal
Don't give a fuck bout niggas I'm shoot at they children
Getting all this Guap don’t plan to stop
Man you really think you is a cop
Yeah they always hating gotta stop
Nigga on the gang shout out LUWOP
All these racks nigga can’t stop
Can not stop till I’m at the top
Yeah we are some rebels we gon rock (uh)
Getting all this Guap don’t plan to stop
Man you really think you is a cop
Yeah they always hating gotta stop
Nigga on the gang shout out LUWOP
All these racks nigga can’t stop
Can not stop till I’m at the top
Yeah we are some rebels we gon rock
Budda bless this beat
Getting all this Guap don’t plan to stop
Man you really think you is a cop
Yeah they always hating gotta stop
Nigga on the gang shout out LUWOP
All these racks nigga can’t stop
Can not stop till I’m at the top
Yeah we are some rebels we gon rock
They gon try to bet me nah
Talk down on the gang boy you gon die
Talk down on the gang that’s suicide
Got some tools that’s down to ride
Two shots leave him paraly, the para-dot
Real friends one of the rarest sights
Can’t do nothing under these sheets never do shit
We gon pull up with sticks like a marching band
I’m a bully so nigga get back
Growing up so fast thinking I’ll nеver last
Pulling up to the bank thinking I need a bag
And I really hatе that I’m down bad
Gotta make more music get a bag
You don’t get no money that is sad (ha, gang, bitch)
When I walk in the club got a stick by my side
So if a nigga run up then I bet he gon die
And I’m smoking on dez man I’m so damn high
That body he said, he got sticks but he lying
I just took his bitch now his tag declined
He talking bout gang and I bet he gon die
Killed his little buddy he still ain't slide
Ima shoot at the opps hit that nigga in his eye
Yeah, I know he not wit it
Cause of this money I'm rapping and fidget
I need the money I'm fina go get it
Bitch I get to that green like some motherfucking dishes
He cuffing that hoe but I already hit it
I shoot at a opp boy you know I ain't no miss
I feel like I'm wick blow a bag on a crystal
Don't give a fuck bout niggas I'm shoot at they children
Getting all this Guap don’t plan to stop
Man you really think you is a cop
Yeah they always hating gotta stop
Nigga on the gang shout out LUWOP
All these racks nigga can’t stop
Can not stop till I’m at the top
Yeah we are some rebels we gon rock (uh)
Getting all this Guap don’t plan to stop
Man you really think you is a cop
Yeah they always hating gotta stop
Nigga on the gang shout out LUWOP
All these racks nigga can’t stop
Can not stop till I’m at the top
Yeah we are some rebels we gon rock
