Album Name

Lightbeam (feat. NoCap)

Artist

Lil Skies

Genre

랩/힙합

Release Date

2020.07.23

Release Agency

워너뮤직

I just told Richie we rich
Yeah smoking out the pound of P
I got a plan like Master P
Told her everything ain't
what it seem
Okay you got a light on you
a beam
I'm the king of all her dreams
Super fresh like Listerine
Okay shawty I got lots of teams
Mardi Gras a party ting
Open up don't tell a thing
Okay keep a secret ride with me
Drop the top and catch a vibe
Pockets on the lottery
Yeah balling once we get a bag
If I give you everything
Would you go pop these tags
If I was down bad
Would you give all you had
I just wanna make you laugh
I don't wanna make you mad
I don't wanna make you sad
I just wanna make you glad yeah
Swervin' off up in the car
Babygirl goin' too fast
Babygirl gotta brag
Babygirl way too different
Shawty she don't ever listen
I'm Jordan she Scottie Pippen
Ayy go to the moon for a vacay
That is my lil' baby
She be drivin' me cray-cray
Might load up my AK
I'ma walk down right
on that street
I'ma tell that boy come to me
I'ma tell him to take a seat
I'ma shoot him and his BB
Oh yeah
Drivin' the car that suburban
Lil' baby go sit on my lap
She ridin' my dick
while I'm swervin'
I busted my nuts on her tits
She seein' my kids in person
And she keep a Glock in the girdle
Pull it out
and she makin' 'em hurdle
Oh yeah she makin' 'em nervous
One-five we keep it the service
And I got the drugs
like a merchant
Cap callin' he sayin' it's urgent
He callin'
he check on my purchase
I got it my nigga I earned it
I flipped it and sold it
and burned it
I went to the land
with the Persians
Yeah smoking out the pound of P
I got a plan like Master P
Told her everything ain't
what it seem
Okay you got a light on you
a beam
I'm the king of all her dreams
Super fresh like Listerine
Okay shawty I got lots of teams
Mardi Gras a party ting
Open up don't tell a thing
Okay keep a secret ride with me
Drop the top and catch a vibe
Pockets on the lottery
Oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh it be like
Oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh Yeah
If I go to the grave
it's gon' be hard
to replace me
Cartier shades
just to hide intoxication
I go crazy for that money
insane for that paper
I got shooters on demand
we ain't payin' for no cable
Vampire count that money
in the dark
I tote that stingray
but I know that I'm a shark
I split that lil' bitch wig
then I tell her play her part
I still'll shoot this bitch
I know I'm hangin' 'round stars
You in my hand
somethin' like sanitizer
And I won't argue 'bout
who get higher
I ain't stuntin' that nigga
'cause I get way flyer
Eat every beat that I'm on
these tracks like appetizers
Ayy Lil Skies you good
What you on
Yeah smoking out the pound of P
I got a plan like Master P
Told her everything ain't
what it seem
Okay you got a light on you
a beam
I'm the king of all her dreams
Super fresh like Listerine
Okay shawty I got lots of teams
Mardi Gras a party ting
Open up don't tell a thing
Okay keep a secret ride with me
Drop the top and catch a vibe
Pockets on the lottery