Lacker lyrics

[Intro]
PSA, PSA, PSA man
Grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah, dont run
Everything for Diddy, everything for Yellow, n*gga
Shots come behind that, yeah
OYOGz, uh-huh

[Chorus]
We lost bro and we spun on the same day
That's a opp so we spit on his gravesite
I'm like TP, told that b*tch if we link, make sure nobody dont see me
But dont call me a rapper, when I spin I be spinninin' with factors
We dont lack what the f*ck is a lacker
We dont lack what the f*ck is a lacker b*tch

[Verse 1: Sha EK]
Made a diss cause they dissed me
How the f*ck they threw shots, and they miss me?
Told my momma in the field it get risky
Shе like never lеt nobody kiss me
I'm like cause these b*tches be going
See the opps and we throwing
And they Bri, so we know that you hoeing
And they Bri, so we know that you hoeing (Bri, Bri)

[Chorus: Sha EK]
We lost bro and we spun on the same day
That's a opp so we spit on his gravesite
I'm like TP, told that b*tch if we link, make sure nobody dont see me
But dont call me a rapper, when I spin I be spinninin' with factors
We dont lack what the f*ck is a lacker
We dont lack what the f*ck is a lacker b*tch
[Verse 2: Rich The Kid]
Big boss, if mess with my migos he chopping your head off
Young n*gga keep a shooter like Chris Paul
Couple racks will get you knocked like a golf ball
I got a bag and copped the Rafe
I got a AP, the skelly the face
We sending him momma to church, they mace
They rich forever going broke you lace
Stop blamin', but getting discounts in Givenchy
I'm buying my b*tch a lil' Fendi
Maybach pull up in the city, I'm feeling like Diddy
Oh, I got a bullet proof Lam'
Hop out the whip with the chop and they scram
This morning I woke up a mili, like, damn
Like paint the whip, paint just like cam

[Chorus: Sha EK]
We lost bro and we spun on the same day
That's a opp so we spit on his gravesite
I'm like TP, told that b*tch if we link, make sure nobody dont see me
But dont call me a rapper, when I spin I be spinninin' with factors
We dont lack what the f*ck is a lacker
We dont lack what the f*ck is a lacker b*tch

[Verse 2: Sha EK]
This that spin that block, this that get that opp
This that spin that block, this that get that opp
She a demon she totin' that knocka
But that lil' b*tch she a hoe
Every Flocka I see gatta go
On gang, gang, gang, gang
This that spin that block, this that get that opp
This that spin that block, this that get that opp
[Verse 3: Sha EK]
Made a diss cause they dissed me
How the f*ck they threw shots, and they miss me?
Told my momma in the field it get risky
She like never let nobody kiss me
I'm like cause these b*tches be going
See the opps and we throwing
And they Bri, so we know that you hoeing
And they Bri, so we know that you hoeing (Bri, Bri)