Lon Lon lyrics

[Intro]
Cicero on the beat

[Verse]
I just bought a brand new handgun
Clip hold a 50, b*tch came with a Cinnabon
I just got brain in a Bentley
Buy a b*tch new titty
Pretty b*tch named Lon Lon
These n*ggas turnin' to Twitter like they dead
Call a f*ck n*gga, run run
n*gga want murder? Done done
n*gga want a body? Done done
Name a lil' b*tch we ain't done done
Richard Mille, color like crayons
Mike Amiri drip with the Vlone
Four pockets, fill it with the [?]
We get [?], n*gga might die young
I get another b*tch and let a b*tch bygone (b*tch go)
Bygone, b*tch, be bygone (b*tch go)
Name a lil' b*tch I ain't done done
Eat a n*gga plate on Ramadan
f*ck that lil' freak with pyjamas on
Play with the stick like a saxophone
Spray your body like Bakarat cologne
f*ck your b*tch, I want bachelorette dome (b*tch)
GT 63 Benz, like the dome
GT 63, bigger than a dome
I'm in Fiji but f*ckin' a b*tch from Rome
She gon' gag on c*ck all night long
Bubblegum, purple runtz, get the pints goin'
Hit the plug [?] done done
In the trap, I'm Longway Guzman
She came in, she Suzy, choosy
I'ma tell a b*tch to lie with my Trues on
f*ck a ladder, we get the Tom Cruise on
'Cause a [?] got caught with the cruise on
Brand new handgun came with the Cinnabon
Convicted felon and we still got a firearm
Body stankin', they smellin' like underarm
[?] and shot [?]
Double G's on a 12 gauge, Lil' Pump
My b*tch came with the double C's on the pump
Stackin' blue, Velveeta big chunks
And your doorbell ringin', that's the reefer
And I paint a b*tch face, Mona Lisa
And it cheaper to lean [?]
And my young n*gga fill up on diesel (Rrrr)
Superchargin', they turn into demon
Got beam then make a b*tch dream
Longway King, sell a b*tch a dream
Bought that Audi, gave four hoes a wedding ring
Baby Birkin bag, fill it with cocaine
I know Z's is O's with triple beams
Put P's and bows on triple beams
It might freeze your nose, that Medellin
n*gga on go, they red and green
n*gga's don't freeze like Fred and all
Baguette baguette from [?]
Smoke that lil' b*tch like a menthol
If I don't catch 'em like King Kong
Pimpin' these b*tches, I'm [?]
Got Iggy, got Nicki, the b*tch' daughter
I get the stick when I'm p*ssed off
[?] took pure licks off
Country boy sh*t, yeehaw, yeehaw
Numbers up and down like seesaw
Want a molly brick? Go and get the sea salt (Wrap it up)
I wear Dior skipper when the plug walk