Lil League lyrics

by

Quavo


[Intro]
(Hit-Boy on the beat, so b*tch, you gotta go berserk)

[Chorus: BlueBucksClan DJ, Jeeezy, & Quavo]
Why the f*ck these n*ggas talkin'? n*ggas little league (Why the f*ck these n*ggas talkin'?)
Cash Apped the b*tch a thousand, it's the little things (Little things)
BucksClan, yeah, Huncho with us on the East (On the East)
I'ma be the first in that Rezvani Beast (In that Beast)
Told my b*tches I ain't sh*t, yeah, I'm for the streets (Yeah, I'm for the streets)
You want n*ggas to perform? We need a hundred each (We need a hundred each)
Off an Addy with your b*tch, I ain't goin' to sleep (Sleep)
You be wifin' all the b*tches that be whorеs to me (Uh)

[Verse 1: Quavo]
Old money, Old Navy, this is not a fleece (Cash)
All thе whips from Italy, engine say capiche (Skrrt)
I can take your b*tch standin' in a tall tee (White)
You pull up flexin' that lil' ten, you in the wrong league (Cap)

[Verse 2: BlueBucksClan DJ]
I'm in the A makin' plays like I'm Jeff Teague (Like I'm Teague)
Paid a thousand on these pants, these ain't just jeans (Lil' n*gga)
Eight hundred dollar cup, this ain't just lean (Wockiana)
We ain't lettin' no lame n*ggas in here, just leave (Leave)

[Verse 3: Quavo]
I don't kick it with them n*ggas, I ain't Jet Li (I don't kick it)
Half a million on this water, bring a jet-ski (Half a ticket)
If I don't call you, I'ma jugg you if you text me (Brrt)
Four hoes poppin' X, goin' Justice League (X)
[Verse 4: Jeeezy]
Told my b*tch, "I wouldn't lie if I ain't care about you" (Yeah, I care about you)
Fendi eyes on my shirt, I got a starin' problem (I got a starin' problem)
Don't tell me 'bout no normal b*tches, I don't care about 'em (I don't care about 'em)
n*ggas trash, feel like Future, I'm just bein' honest (I'm just honest)

[Verse 5: BlueBucksClan DJ]
I'm with two exotic b*tches, they got German in 'em (They got German in 'em)
Buyin' all these white pants, cherries burnin' in 'em (And they Fendi)
I got n*ggas mad at me, I ain't workin' with 'em (We ain't workin')
All my b*tches get Diors with the purses with 'em (They get both)

[Verse 6: Jeeezy]
b*tches you ain't never seen, scratch the surface with 'em (Never seen)
Chrome Hearts on my pants, this expensive denim (Cost a lot)
Ain't see me with the same b*tch, them was different women (Them was different b*tches)
Play with Huncho or the Clan and it's consequences (Consequences)

[Verse 7: Quavo]
All my b*tches keep a fire and a Birkin with 'em (Grraow)
The gang lock your town down like Richard Sherman with 'em (Gang)
Back then, he was pus*y, I went to church with him (pus*y)
Beyblade, let it rip, I let the stick spin him (Spin)

[Chorus: BlueBucksClan DJ, Jeeezy, & Quavo]
Why the f*ck these n*ggas talkin'? n*ggas little league (Why the f*ck these n*ggas talkin'?)
Cash Apped the b*tch a thousand, it's the little things (Little things)
BucksClan, yeah, Huncho with us on the East (On the East)
I'ma be the first in that Rezvani Beast (In that Beast)
Told my b*tches I ain't sh*t, yeah, I'm for the streets (Yeah, I'm for the streets)
You want n*ggas to perform? We need a hundred each (We need a hundred each)
Off an Addy with your b*tch, I ain't goin' to sleep (Sleep)
You be wifin' all the b*tches that be whores to me
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