Lil Herb

Lil Herb - At The Light lyrics

rate me

(Intro)

Oh, my God, who’s this?

And that’s only the intro

(Canon)

The weight is finally over

(Squad)

The only one close to Island Kennet

Look in the face, my man

(I lost so many days, man)

Some did, some went to jail

Better get this money

No bullshit

(Verse)

So much money keep coming, I get it like what am I gon’ do with that?!

Got choppers and clips on the hundred, now what am I gon’ do with that?

Wonder who am I gon’ shoot with that?

Ride through the egg like an Arubas clap

Call up J-Dot, rub their face off

Niggas making face drop like it’s noodles bag

Now, how true is that?

Yo, my niggas is doing that

Our plan, let’s go do ahead

Hoodie on they, like who is that?

We at war, we got stupid shit talking

50 shine mask with the cooling kit

Fizzle it well, cool in that

Body drop down, I don’t know what I’mma do with that

And, man, it’s crazy, that I ain’t even made it

And these niggas hate me

And I’m patient cause I’m still at first place

But I ain’t even racing

I’m just sprinting to hundreds and fifties and beamers and Bentleys

Guess really, if they wanna come get me, I knew where they send me

Don’t come near me, cause I act a fool with that semi

And that news tray aid with the whole pile of drink and a two Lemis Hemy

Get on right on my lap, yeah, so I’m cool in this Hemy

And when I stop at the light

I make sure I am tight on that pipe

(2x)

(I know niggas out for my life, gotta look to my left and my right)

(I be damned if get left at the light)

(Summertime, I remember them nice)

Me and Coby act with the spite

He just left cause if they took his life

With the law, got no (???) fight

But don’t thrill, man, it’s gon’ be aight

Cause I got lil’ niggas tryna earn spikes

I can write them a check for your life

They might walk up and check you tonight

Before you sneeze, we gon’ bless you tonight

Mass up, homie, let’s do it right

Catch a crowd, beat ‘em toppers out

Ain’t no shoot another cop

Now I go, I’m hopping out

Yeah, smash on sight

Tune up the cop, we gon’ pop them out

Yeah, smash on sight

Fuck the cops, we gon’ pop it out

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