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Lonzo Video (MV)




Performed By: Farosty
Length: 2:24
Written by: Farosty




Farosty - Lonzo Lyrics




Hey
Watch out
Rookie but a threat, I'm Lonzo
Comin' like a storm, grab a poncho
Chicks want the p (pea), garbanzo
Look what we have here
I'm checked out man, where's the cashier?
You low life's still doing all the same things
Chasing thots (thoughts), well now they can't think
Boi

Why you always wanna be annoyed?
Didn't you say nobody would hear me
Now you out here to complain about the noise
Hold up
I might just buy you a toy
So I can Rick Roll you in a Rolls-Royce
I'm a free man, got the Morgan voice
And I'm more on my poise, but you gave me no choice
I'm killin' all these kids like a brother pro-choice

They said I'm tryna copy JusReign
When I grew my hair in a bun I was Zayn
Then I got a bunch of the statements the same
"You represent our culture, don't you feel ashamed?"
What the father told me "don't worry"
Judgin' by the cover they don't even know the story
We just did a show that I wouldn't have afforded
Man if they knew my bars were were the bomb I'd get deported
Yikes

Never did I plan without a purpose
Baba was the only man that ever made me nervous
They say I got claws now I only scratched the surface
I got waves tryna knock me I gotta keep it surfin'
Tell me if you see my finish second, what if?
Syke you know my brand, I ain't threatened, Alif
Make it out of Maryland, that's crabs in a bucket
I can do it outta Maryland I came up from the rugged, I got it

Hollywood all up in the flesh son
Say my name in Bel Air, they'll point you to the fresh one
I don't need a map to your city
I'm tryna get my city on the map like Biggie
And make sure hijabis always feel pretty
Get America hip, but I'm not a hippie
Gotta Timmy turn around it, but there's Vicky
(I'm trying too hard) I gotta simmer

Yeah, if you need a light I'll call Shimmer
If you need your lights out, call me I'm a sinner
I don't need a Rollie if you know me or a Benz
I'm focused on the vision you got you caught up in the lens
Shoutout to the 'rents i ain't never paid rent
Asi Pakistan to ayan, that don't really make sense
I missed my sleep 'cuz my dreams were boarding
Just call me in the morning to tell me that it's morning
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Hey
Watch out
Rookie but a threat, I'm Lonzo
Comin' like a storm, grab a poncho
Chicks want the p (pea), garbanzo
Look what we have here
I'm checked out man, where's the cashier?
You low life's still doing all the same things
Chasing thots (thoughts), well now they can't think
Boi

Why you always wanna be annoyed?
Didn't you say nobody would hear me
Now you out here to complain about the noise
Hold up
I might just buy you a toy
So I can Rick Roll you in a Rolls-Royce
I'm a free man, got the Morgan voice
And I'm more on my poise, but you gave me no choice
I'm killin' all these kids like a brother pro-choice

They said I'm tryna copy JusReign
When I grew my hair in a bun I was Zayn
Then I got a bunch of the statements the same
"You represent our culture, don't you feel ashamed?"
What the father told me "don't worry"
Judgin' by the cover they don't even know the story
We just did a show that I wouldn't have afforded
Man if they knew my bars were were the bomb I'd get deported
Yikes

Never did I plan without a purpose
Baba was the only man that ever made me nervous
They say I got claws now I only scratched the surface
I got waves tryna knock me I gotta keep it surfin'
Tell me if you see my finish second, what if?
Syke you know my brand, I ain't threatened, Alif
Make it out of Maryland, that's crabs in a bucket
I can do it outta Maryland I came up from the rugged, I got it

Hollywood all up in the flesh son
Say my name in Bel Air, they'll point you to the fresh one
I don't need a map to your city
I'm tryna get my city on the map like Biggie
And make sure hijabis always feel pretty
Get America hip, but I'm not a hippie
Gotta Timmy turn around it, but there's Vicky
(I'm trying too hard) I gotta simmer

Yeah, if you need a light I'll call Shimmer
If you need your lights out, call me I'm a sinner
I don't need a Rollie if you know me or a Benz
I'm focused on the vision you got you caught up in the lens
Shoutout to the 'rents i ain't never paid rent
Asi Pakistan to ayan, that don't really make sense
I missed my sleep 'cuz my dreams were boarding
Just call me in the morning to tell me that it's morning
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Writer: Farosty
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