🎵 Liz Lisa // by diegointhedark

4 ContributorsLiz Lisa Lyrics [Intro] She blow like a hand grenade Dawg, you should've seen her Raid his trap like Renegade My bitch in Liz Lisa Rest in Peace, Lil Peep I need a pink beamer Put a chop inside the trunk Now that's a street sweeper Bitch, I'm a young flexer Who are you? 'cause I ain't knowing Host ain't got no fucking racks for the show Then I ain't going I'm in LA with a white ho And she snow-blowing Miku beam inside my pockets Jaw locking, head rolling [Verse] Walk in Saks Fifth With iron on me, blacksmith Buzzing off a tab In the club, yellow jacket For the pussy, I don't gotta ask Bitch, I'm having Yams in my pocket Bitch, I feel like Yams off the dirty This a shield, not no Perc' Ho, I ball like the Rockets And he broke, your pockets hurting Having nightmares, I'ma fail Pray to God, this shit is working Put a shell on him like snail Face pale, skin burning [Chorus] She blow like a hand grenade Dawg, you should've seen her Raid his trap like Renegade My bitch in Liz Lisa Rest in Peace, Lil Peep I need a pink beamer Put a chop inside the trunk Now that's a street sweeper Bitch, I'm a young flexer Who are you? 'cause I ain't knowing Host ain't got no fucking racks for the show Then I ain't going I'm in LA with a white ho And she snow-blowing Miku beam inside my pockets Jaw locking, head rolling [Verse] Walk in Saks Fifth With iron on me, blacksmith Buzzing off a tab In the club, yellow jacket For the pussy, I don't gotta ask Bitch, I'm having Yams in my pocket Bitch, I feel like Yams off the dirty This a shield, not no Perc' Ho, I ball like the Rockets And he broke, your pockets hurting Having nightmares, I'ma fail Pray to God, this shit is working Put a shell on him like snail Face pale, skin burning