The London Lyrics

Yeah, yeah, yeah Oh, woah Woah, woah, woah Woah, woah You good T-Minus? Oh You can meet me at the London If you find time, we can run one (One) Talk about some things, we can't undo You just in the pen, I can find you 6'1″ on the money, 9'2″ You just say the word and I'll run through Two texts, no reply, that's when I knew I knew, I knew, yeah I knew Yeah Circumnavigate the globe, as the cash grows Get a ni**a whacked, like you get the gras* mowed Talking slick, run 'em with the big slime, ni**a (Slime) Could hit your bi*ch, you could never hit mine, ni**a (Mine) In my DM, they elect to trick slide, ni**a No cat fishing, this is not a fist fight, ni**a Never switch sides on my dog Catch a contact, hit your right, go to Mars Everybody singing How you come up out your face and say I hate the artist ni**a you done never heard I left a flock of rappers dead and purged A verse from me is like I left a purge I did the math it's like 2000 dollars every word I'm on the verge, I'll beat the charge I killed some ni**as and I walked away from it Then I observe, just how you curve And told them ni**as that they gotta wait for it I know, I know you in hot demand Balling on a pu**y ni**a like Jamaal Jameer Drowning out inside the pu**y like I never swam And f**k your watch, I” put something on your sonagram I'm the man (Ayy, ayy) You can meet me at the London If you find time, we can run one (One) Talk about some things, we can't undo You just in the pen, I can find you 6'1″ on the money, 9'2″ You just say the word and I'll run through Two texts, no reply, that's when I knew I knew, I knew, yeah I knew Pimp talk, church talk, I can make a brick walk Up north, down south, Bankhead the ritual (Ayy) Hit it with a little water, stretch it like a vocal chord STD I want a wart, f**k a fed and his daughter I'ma run the compound, ye I supply the sugar raisin bread (Woah) I got a a main she gon' ride She took a quarter and she fled I'm in that mouth now, she goin' red I see the pain in shortie's lame brown eyes I'm at the London with some big thighs No fries, cheesesteaks with the fish eyes Did your mama tell you when there's a fire, drop, stop and roll? (Aww yeah) I've been on the road like a pair of sprinters that stop and go Yeah I could charge them like a dodge, I'm a demon Got your broad in the garage eatin' semen Everytime a ni**a go back to the ward, ni**as act like they wanna start but we leave them on the cement You can meet me at the London If you find time, we can run one Talk about some things, we can't undo You just in the pen, I can find you 61 on the money, 92 You just say the word and I'll run through Two texts, no reply, that's when I knew I knew, I knew, yeah I knew