Lyrics MALIBU (WITH TEE GRIZZLEY & G HERBO).lrc YG
[id: tfnotrgh]
[ar: YG]
[al: JUST RE’D UP 3]
[ti: MALIBU (WITH TEE GRIZZLEY & G HERBO)]
[length: 03:13]
[00:00.03]Ferrari cost six hundred thousand, stop playin’ with me
[00:02.86]Hundreds with the blue faces, feelin’ Nipsey
[00:05.26]Louis V briefcases, gettin’ tipsy
[00:07.41]Keep it with me, it’s a murder if a nigga tempt me
[00:10.19]The streets talkin’, you niggas know what it do
[00:12.23]With some money, I could never imagine you
[00:15.02]I be ducked off, I ain’t got nothin’ to prove
[00:17.58]I’m in Malibu with a nigga boo
[00:19.62]I start a lot of shit ’cause I’m a shit talker
[00:22.03]Found out I fucked his bitch ’cause he a stalker
[00:24.64]She drink cum like it’s water
[00:27.13]Bad bitch, ass fatter than Ms. Parker
[00:29.29]Maybachs back to back when I’m pullin’ up
[00:31.89]Paranoid as fuck with the fully tucked
[00:34.09]Actin’ like he don’t bleed, oh, you tough?
[00:36.46]Like stuntmans can’t die doin’ stunts
[00:39.06]Trunk in the front, it’s a foreign
[00:41.43]After the sex, the bitch borin’
[00:43.84]Run up a check, I’m goin’ tourin’
[00:46.04]In my mansion, I got marble floorin’
[00:48.12]F8 Spider not your average coupe
[00:50.27]I drop the top and throw up the whoop
[00:53.68]Big dog, I’m the Blood Snoop
[00:55.50]Message to the opps, nigga, fuck you
[00:57.74]Ferrari cost six hundred thousand, stop playin’ with me
[01:00.30]Hundreds with the blue faces, feelin’ Nipsey
[01:02.77]Louis V briefcases, gettin’ tipsy
[01:05.16]Keep it with me, it’s a murder if a nigga tempt me
[01:07.67]The streets talkin’, you niggas know what it do (niggas know what’s up)
[01:10.07]With some money, I could never imagine you (broke-ass nigga)
[01:12.73]I be ducked off, I ain’t got nothin’ to prove (at all)
[01:15.00]I’m in Malibu with a nigga boo (let’s get it)
[01:17.03]Don’t come to me ’bout no lil’ shit, I get M’s, nigga (don’t do that)
[01:19.50]Ice water on me, lonely as Slim, nigga (real nigga)
[01:21.92]You in your feelings ’bout a bitch, you a bitch, nigga (you a ho)
[01:24.23]I’m from that city where we hustle ’til we rich, nigga (Detroit)
[01:26.84]I ain’t talkin’ seatbelts when I say we ridin’ strapped
[01:29.24]Lil’ bro ain’t no producer, but can hit you with them packs
[01:31.61]Treat my niggas like my brothers, have my front, I got your back
[01:34.16]Best prices and quality, fuck with us or go get taxed (get with us)
[01:36.78]We don’t want no smoke, we just want more money (just want more cheese)
[01:38.86]I call the whip YG ’cause it was four hundred (four hundred)
[01:41.19]Ayy, let them niggas have the ‘net, man, they ain’t know nothin’
[01:43.27]We control the city, we touch down, it be like homecomin’ (oh yeah)
[01:45.85]Blue hundreds, but it’s blood money, call him Rich Red (blood)
[01:48.08]Step on niggas’ heads, all that politickin’ shit dead
[01:50.44]One day in your city, do a show, then break your bitch bed
[01:52.82]Was full of mouth, got his ass popped, now he full of meds
[01:55.22]Ferrari cost six hundred thousand, stop playin’ with me (stop playin’ with me)
[01:57.98]Hundreds with the blue faces, feelin’ Nipsey
[02:00.47]Louis V briefcases, gettin’ tipsy
[02:02.84]Keep it with me, it’s a murder if a nigga tempt me
[02:05.26]The streets talkin’, you niggas know what it do
[02:07.65]With some money, I could never imagine you
[02:10.04]I be ducked off, I ain’t got nothin’ to prove
[02:12.70]I’m in Malibu with a nigga boo (ayy)
[02:14.96]Five summers straight, flipped ten foreigns
[02:17.11]I’m still in Bel Air totin’ big guns
[02:19.77]Hoppin’ on flights like I’m on the run
[02:22.03]Strip clubs every night ’cause that shit fun
[02:24.48]See me blowin’ through the light, bust a sharp right
[02:26.81]Two-door matte black like The Dark Knight
[02:29.24]I pull up, gat sprayin’, I ain’t Batman
[02:31.52]Yellow diamonds, give me head, Ms. Pac-Man (ayy)
[02:34.01]Trap niggas send the bucks when the pack land
[02:36.36]Spent enough, now she wanna fuck for the bands
[02:38.87]White friend wanna fuck me with her black friend
[02:41.25]And these hoes can’t believe what’s the backend
[02:43.42]Get the backend, got ’em clappin’ in the stands
[02:45.97]I just pray to God I don’t gotta clap again
[02:48.32]Posted on the ‘Gram, now I gotta wrap the Benz
[02:50.89]Couple more years, I won’t have to rap again
[02:53.23]Ferrari cost six hundred thousand, stop playin’ with me
[02:55.62]Hundreds with the blue faces, feelin’ Nipsey
[02:58.07]Louis V briefcases, gettin’ tipsy
[03:00.39]Keep it with me, it’s a murder if a nigga tempt me
[03:02.80]The streets talkin’, you niggas know what it do
[03:05.21]With some money, I could never imagine you
[03:07.72]I be ducked off, I ain’t got nothin’ to prove
[03:10.32]I’m in Malibu with a nigga boo
[03:12.20]Year of Release: 2024