Lacombe

LETRA

Lacombe

(Fucking [?] uh, uh, uh, uh, uh)
Rolling backwoods in the back of the woods
Bitch, I'm back, light the woods
Never looking back
Bitch, I'm good
I be that 7th Ward Lord
With them 7-4 swords cutting seven foreign whores, ho
Me and Smurf got a fuc*** problem
Slick took too much Neurontin
Now his fuc*** head is throbbing
Feeling wavy like the fuc*** coast
Popped one then gave two to Ghoste
Grey the suicidal host

I'm smoking dope ay bitch you know that I'm that fuc*** junkie
Bitches tryna f*** me
Lucky if I let 'em suck me
Smoking Cadillac dope in a berry leaf
Laying in the cut I promise you won't even see
Selling indica lil' boy I got it for the cheap
If I get it for the two you get it for the three
Every time I hit the scene these hoes is all on me
Every time I'm sipping lean I usually got it free

(Damn, damn)
It's Hustle til I die
I chase the cheese like Chester Cheeto
There's so much heat I stick your finger
But dare you to play the stick-up?
Play the robber at the druggie?
Yo' body they gotta pick up
Shawty official
Used to being hustled to get your chips up
Who's to say I'm the villain no pistol check on me, only fists up
My ten pack of gorilla with bullets the size of missiles
My pimp hand
Come to my Hustle family it's over I blow the whistle