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Intro Video (MV)




Performed By: LDZZ
Language: English
Length: 1:06
Written by: BARNARD, JOHN BARNARD




LDZZ - Intro Lyrics




Rollin' around in PSDs, like I'm ridin' it up on the T
Put it together like PTSD, started rappin' I got me a V
Let's run it back 2020, I was on them DaBaby type beats
Walkin' around school 15 for a feat, never fought, just took out my heat

Yeah, me and LaV up on the islands, hood I ain't talkin' Hawaiian
Only sell to serious clients, put 2-4 on his back like Bryant
I still got ice on my neck, I still got blood on my tech
Still got 10k on the check In the zone, all I see is red

Lil' brody got shot in the head, big bro left him
And he bled, band for band, I'll take out my bread
So much cash, drowning in 20s Talk about motion, I have plenty
Take a step back, feel like Penny Take out my bread, know we finna go eat

I got cash, no receipt Hit up the stew, keep it discreet
If I ain't got money, I take up my heat I don't need him to pick me a beat
I be recording with blood on my seat
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Rollin' around in PSDs, like I'm ridin' it up on the T
Put it together like PTSD, started rappin' I got me a V
Let's run it back 2020, I was on them DaBaby type beats
Walkin' around school 15 for a feat, never fought, just took out my heat

Yeah, me and LaV up on the islands, hood I ain't talkin' Hawaiian
Only sell to serious clients, put 2-4 on his back like Bryant
I still got ice on my neck, I still got blood on my tech
Still got 10k on the check In the zone, all I see is red

Lil' brody got shot in the head, big bro left him
And he bled, band for band, I'll take out my bread
So much cash, drowning in 20s Talk about motion, I have plenty
Take a step back, feel like Penny Take out my bread, know we finna go eat

I got cash, no receipt Hit up the stew, keep it discreet
If I ain't got money, I take up my heat I don't need him to pick me a beat
I be recording with blood on my seat
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Writer: BARNARD, JOHN BARNARD
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