Pronto Spazzout x SBG Kemo x DCG Shun Type Beat - Cicero (Prod. by: Leekflexin')

[Verse]

One thing any nigga say about me, Leeky hustlin’

Rango pop out wit’ percussion
Now, you know that’s repercussion

Think he carry Smith & Wesson

And you know that’s for protection

Everyday I’m stressin’, gotta keep my fucking weapon

My bitch mad as hell, she wondering like who the fuck I’m texting

(Who tf are you texting Jonathan?)

All up in ya phone like you ain’t trippin’ over exes

-

[Chorus]

Hollon, lul baby
Lookin’ for you, where you at?

When you feel you need me
You know I’ll be just counting racks

I know sometimes that I be tweakin’
They like, Leeky, just relax

I know that I be trippin’ and you know that that’s a fact

Walking all alone at night, my homie say that I’m a lack

But, It’s ight ‘cause when they see me, boy, you knowing that it’s that

And you knowing that it’s that

Lil bitch you knowing that it’s that

-

[Refrain]

Babygirl, I got something to tell you, do you wanna know?

But, if I tell you babygirl, you gotta promise not to go

(Hi Jonathan, Happy Birthday - It’s not his birthday)

Bitch, where you at?

-

[Chorus]

Hollon, lul baby
Lookin’ for you, where you at?

When you feel you need me
You know I’ll be just counting racks

I know sometimes that I be tweakin’
They like, Leeky just relax

I know that I be trippin’ and you know that that’s a fact

Walking all alone at night, my homie say that I’m a lack

But, It’s ight ‘cause when they see me, boy, you knowing that it’s that

And you knowing that it’s that

Lil bitch you knowing that it’s that

-

[Breakdown]

Bitch, you know it’s that

Hollon…

Aye

Mm how that bass jus’ kick

(Lul baby lookin’ for you, where the fuck you lookin’ at?)

Hollon, hollon

I know you hear me

Walk up in this bitch, you know I’m cleanest in the fuckin’ city

(I jus wanna — wanna fuck you from the back)

Bitch, you know it’s Leeky

(I jus’ wanna take you out to dinner, where you at?)

Boy, you know jus’ who it is

(Wanna take you out to dinner, put you in a Maybach)

I jus’ do this —

Do this shit jus’ for my kids

You know jus’ who I —

(Hollon, baby why you acting motherfuckin’ shady)

Do this shit jus’ for my kids

Stand on shit, I stand on business, Polo —

(This bitch actin’ like she wasn’t tryna have my baby / what tf is that about?)

-

[Chorus]

Hollon, lul baby
Lookin’ for you, where you at?

When you feel you need me
You know I’ll be just counting racks

I know sometimes that I be tweakin’
They like, Leeky, just relax

I know that I be trippin’ and you know that that’s a fact

Walking all alone at night, my homie say that I’m a lack

But, It’s ight ‘cause when they see me, boy, you knowing that it’s that

And you knowing that it’s that

Lil bitch you knowing that it’s that

-

[Outro]

What the fuck is that about?

Play the hook though

For real…

Aye, aye

Hollon, lul baby
Lookin’ for you, where you at?

When you feel you need me
You know I’ll be just counting racks

I know sometimes that I be tweakin’
They like, Leeky, just relax

I know that I be trippin’ and you know that that’s a fact

(Leekflexin')

wya (prod. leekflexin’)

[Intro]

Leeky in this bitch, Leeky in this bitch

Leeky in this bitch, Leeky in this bitch

Gang

-

[Verse 1]

Pop out the cut, li' bitch, you know I'm on timing

If the nigga talking 'bout me, know I'ma slime him

I just took this nigga bitch, pretense thought I was rich

Cracka asking 'bout a body, nigga naw I ain't snitch

Mr. J, bitch

Poppin' out, I'm at the Lake, I'm with the gang, bitch

Yeah, I'm popping out with like, 6 or 7 hoes

Yeah, mm-mm-mm—

Make 'em touch they toes

Plenty of them, it's one of me you know just how it go

Stripper bitch but, I love ya, that's just how it go

That's just how it go

Do what I say so

-

[Verse 2]

Jus' took another nigga bitch and that nigga was rich

When I add it up, I calculate it make me the shit

And this is not a diss

Niggas mad as hell Leeky counting dogshit

That paper cash, you know— mmm

That I'm 'bout it, uh

Ya Chase account looking empty, need to stock it, uh

Mr. J, bitch

We toting Ks, bitch

-

(Leekflexin')

SAY SO

say so (prod. leekflexin')

Leev 'Em Leeky, Vol. 2

Good Lookin'

Lil Rango & Leekflexin - Good Lookin' (Official Audio)

Yeah, uh-huh
Yeah, uh
Yea
Yeah (yeah)
-
Got a new bitch, I ain't thinking 'bout the old one
If I could I really woulda fucked both of 'em
Fucking wit' Lil Leeky 'cause I got the coke, I know she want sum
What bitch? You don't suck d-, then I ain't coming over
If you see the bitch with me you know that Leeky on it
.40 Cal we tote it, Milioo Leeky we on it
-
Hollon, mad as hell she went in my phone
What the deal is? Now she mad as hell, up in her feelings
I don't like that - bitches be confused like they ain't know that I was like that
-
But I love ya baby, don't go away
Me and you get drunk and high today
Fire me a Dutchie to face
You know I beat the case
You know Leeky the greatest, okay
And I know people hate and I get it's okay
But I don't 'preciate 'cause you lame, nigga you lame
-
Hollon, yeah, I'm back again (Back Again)
Leeky active, you ain't active man
PBE, we fuckin' shit up, you know we active man
Speaking on Lil Leeky now my sister shooting at ya man
Gripping pipes, serving [?] like "What's happening?"
-
Leekflexin, Milioo

back again

back again (prod. milioo)

Paint Da City / Stop It (feat. W1NRAR)

Get inTune, Pt. 2

LWLH? (feat. Charlito Lan)

Dirty Stick

FN, Pt. 1 (feat. Lil James)

Ain't Tryna Talk

Yeah
Uh-huh
Milioo
(Damn Milioo, this shit fuego!)

I just got up out detention
My lil ass ain’t pay attention
I just hope they drop the charge
Bitch ain’t even got a witness
Told me leave the bitch alone
Like, what the fuck? Man, we ain’t finished
Go to ponder by myself, this my decision

I’m on the phone with Jerry telling me to gon’ and drop it now
I don’t drink and I don’t smoke, they like Lil Leeky sober now
I still hit up [?] and he be Jboog nigga what’s the count?
Fake accounts lurk on my page, I’m tryna see what thats about 

I pop out just by myself but still came with 30 count
I could get ‘em gone just make sure that shit hit my bank account
My lil bitches see me on IG and think I’m famous now
Everyday I’m getting to it, know it ain’t no hanging out

Everywhere I move you know I got security
My pops knowing I’m a soldier, call me military Leek
I regret the shit I did, this shit aint for the weak
Tryna dictate what I post, like, who the fuck you ‘pose to be?

They tried to put me in the box but I can’t go
I’m moving smooth better not mistake Lil Leeky for a fool

Uh

Hold on, yeah, we getting money it ain’t running out
Drop the top when I’m with TT ‘cause it’s -it’s sunny out
Me and bro, we got 100, pussy ain’t no running now
In the stu’ it’s me and Milioo, you know what we about 
In the car with Rango, know you see me, bitch, I’m leaning out
With this 50, wave the beam about
Make ‘em scream and shout
-
Leekflexin

FIRST DAY OUT

FIRST DAY OUT (prod. Milioo)

(ManLikePaypa)
Yeah, word, word
Okay, yeah

Money, Cars, and Clothes and H***
It’s more to life than what you know
I’m prolly nearly, hear me clearly
See me you ain’t even know
It’s three of me, it’s Leek and Leeky
Mr. J get any h*
I’m drunk as f*** f*****’ my b****
My people like, “where did he go?”

I’m in love with my new b******
Let ‘em do me with the crew
If she do me good I might just put the b**** in Jimmy Choo
Hollon, yeah, I’m back again
Temporary level 10
Ridin’ with my cousin and you know we keep the biggest gen

If you ain’t down to ride then..
Why the f*** you getting in?
Told Lil Cuz to stay up out the way, but he just wanna spin
Late night, two gloves, black mask, interfering 
4 o’clock we spinning like a top up in a fin-fin

Mikes been on my ass, I’m yelling at my b**** to let me in
Know them people, they don’t wanna see me win
B****, you left me bawling
B****, you ‘posed to be my baby boo
Tap you twice, like, is it true?
I’m boutta puke, I need the room

Text me “pop-out, meet the crew”
She tryna f***, I book a room
I f*** her good, know how I do
Love me a b**** know how to screw
Up in traffic with Lil Rango, ARP sit next to me
I can’t show up at your party, we all know just how I be

Talking hot shit on my line, like, who the f*** you ‘pose to be?
PG come through wet his shit up like Easy Company
When I get loaded, feel alright
Babygirl, I’m high tonight
Take her out to dinner, rather f*** a b**** just for tonight

I get sicker drinking liquor, I won’t never smoke a Swisher
And tell them people I say “F*** ‘em”
I ain’t changing shit for nothing 
I might blow at CPD and then I merch it on my cousin
Pass me the keys, hop in the V
Lil Leeky driving like a jerk

I go and hit the studio, them people know I go berserk
OG steady calling me, she say she want me go to Church
To be honest I would rather be outside just selling work
Whichever way this sh*t gon’ crumble, know Lil Leeky make it work

Lil Rango off of green lean, but he still made it up to work
I just want a green beam so I could put this b**** to work
I swear to God, I put this b**** up to his ribs and made him twerk
I’m out here looking for a [?], might rob this n**** for his ‘vette

Ride around with thirty clip, Lil Leeky trippin’ off the rip
I got the cash, let’s buy a zip
I flame the Dutch up in her whip
She suck me up, play with the tip
She pick it up and rub her lips
Love me a classy, nasty b****
A b**** already having shit
A b**** who kick-it with you when ya broke ass wasn’t having shit
I just really wanted s*x, lil b****, can you answer the text?
I don’t know, I’m off the sh¡ts and I don’t really know what’s best
Come on, babygirl, come talk to me
What’s on your chest?

-
Leekflexin

talking to myself (prod. manlikepaypa)

Word
Okay
Uh Huh

Damn Baby
Uh, What?
Word

Hollon, yeah, I’m high as hell
I’m off of X and Dusse
Ya bitch in love with me and sheon give a fuck what you say
Bitch grabbing on my shorts, wanna fuck me today
Told me she be eating dick, i buss a nut on her face

Hollon, bitch, I love to fuck, I’m pile-driving hoes
Quick to send her to the   so I ain’t gotta go
Hop in traffic with Lil Rango guarantee we swing a door
My lil brudda started puking seen the blood up on the floor (Ew)

Ight
Yeah, Okay
Mhmm
Word

Fuck her good, ooo she cummin- now her momma watching (come on)
Bitch, you better get me out yo phone, aint with the TikToking
Talking to the pu$$y good, I call it beatboxing
Told me that she new to this but we could see bout it

Damn Bae
Damn Bae
Damn Bae
Goddamn Baby

damn bae. (prod. 66 Josh)

[Lyrics/Letra]

Hold on, Leeky 1 of 1, I could do this shit for fun
I put belt to ass and… I make niggas run
Nigga thinking I’m a bitch, bet he got the right one
You better take care of yo family for Lil Leek negate one
I could do this shit for real, I didn’t come to play son
You grown as hell, act like a bitch, and I’m like not today son
Brb lil baby, leeky going on a cake run
She say “leeky, boy i love you” i said “oh, ok hun”

Bitch, I’m back and focused they ain’t even notice
Steady looking for to see what leeky posting 
Bitch, I’m chillin’ like a villain, double cup I’m toastin’
I’m just startin in this shit you niggas think I’m loaded

Why the fuck this nigga feezy gotta button on it?
iMight popout 4-5 wit’ a button on it
Kick a nigga out the V , like who the fuck you ‘pose to be?
Screamin “You gon’ murder me?”
Lil nigga, fuck around and see

I just wake up, 2 checks, new cheese
New crib, new car, new keys
Baby, life aint what it seem
C’est la vie
Young man, don’t be like me

Don’t know where my mind be
I go to talking in my sleep
I could fit like thirty bands, personally, in my jeans
I got the motion, got the means, and yes, I really taxed him
‘Cause in the end I promise I’ma be the one that’s laughing

Hold on, Leeky 1 of 1, I could do this shit for fun
I put belt to ass and… I make niggas run
Nigga thinking I’m a bitch, bet he got the right one
You better take care of yo family for Lil Leek negate one
I could do this shit for real, I didn’t t come to play son
You grown as hell, act like a bitch, and I’m like not today son
Brb lil baby, leeky going on cake run
She say “leeky, boy i love you” i said “oh, ok hun”

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