Lil Herb - Frankie Lymon lyrics
rate meThey like Herbo you so fly
That's everywhere I go
They like
Herbo you so high,
And I'm like yeah I know
I keep .45 on my side,
Man you know I can't go
Niggas plotting,
I know they mad
Cause I got all these rolls
All these hoes, all these clothes, all these jewels
All these drugs, all my niggaz, all these tools
All these bitches over me,
They don't want you
Hunned-fifty with me, run up,
They gonna shoot
All my diamonds, I be shinin'
Presidential Rollie, it set times in
All I know is hustle, I be grindin'
If you looking for me,
You can find me
If you looking for me
Yu can find me on the 8 block
Me and all my niggaz grindin'
Herbo, what's happening' since the tape dropped?
Me and all my niggaz shinin'
Me and all my niggaz shinin'
Wrist cost me about a brick
Still look on my phone to see what time is
And my fit cost a couple G's,
I can see a deal before I sign it
All these bitches over me,
I feel like Frankie Lymon
I'm so high,
I'm O.D., I feel like Frankie Lymon
I might spend a couple grand a week and stack
Enough to buy a couple diamonds
I might buy my sis a couple 'fits
If she get an A on her assignment
I'm a young nigga, I'm a businessman
I take care of business,man
And I slap a bitch in a minute, man
So yes, I'm a minuteman,
I keep my pistol on me everywhere I go
Don't give a fuck about no sentence, man
Off the drink you know it got me moving slow
I'm leaning like I'm trying to kick a stand
They like Herbo you so fly
That's everywhere I go
They like
Herbo you so high,
And I'm like yeah I know
I keep .45 on my side,
Man you know I can't go
Niggas plotting,
I know they mad
Cause I got all these rolls
All these hoes, all these clothes, all these jewels
All these drugs, all my niggaz, all these tools
All these bitches over me,
They don't want you
Hunned-fifty with me, run up,
They gonna shoot
All my diamonds, I be shinin'
Presidential Rollie, it set times in
All I know is hustle, I be grindin'
If you looking for me,
You can find me
Sippin' drank, smokin' pack,
Wishin' I could get my niggaz back
Rollin' up the thrax,
Pour a high-tech,
But I really miss the act
Fuck a nigga bitch,
Then I give her back
Don't want her to get attatched
A nigga shoot at me, bitch I'm shooting back
Make sure you remember that
I don't got to worry about who finna' blow,
All my niggaz into that
I don't look at tags, while I'm in the store,
All I do is spend a sack
I don't trip about it, I'm a hustler,
I know I'mma get it back
20's, 50's, 100's,
Herbo thumbin' through a check
Want a feature? Hit my jack
I ain't hoppin' on it if it's wack
Fuck an industry catch me in the streets,
Might not send your money back
And my gun up on me
If a nigga run up on me,
He ain't running back
They like Herbo you so fly
That's everywhere I go
They like
Herbo you so high,
And I'm like yeah I know
I keep .45 on my side,
Man you know I can't go
Niggas plotting,
I know they mad
Cause I got all these rolls
All these hoes, all these clothes, all these jewels
All these drugs, all my niggaz, all these tools
All these bitches over me,
They don't want you
Hunned-fifty with me, run up,
They gonna shoot
All my diamonds, I be shinin'
Presidential Rollie, it set times in
All I know is hustle, I be grindin'
If you looking for me,
You can find me