Lester

[Intro]

CashMoneyAP

Oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh (Timmy Da HitMan), oh

[Chorus]

Why you worry 'bout a nigga? Better worry 'bout yourself, uh

I just planned a heist out, I'm feelin' like I'm Lester

I'm in the back of the back of the Sprinter

I got two hoes, they chest out

Are you real? Are you fake? Bitch, I need a diamond tester

You fuck with my guys and that shit is a sign

I feel like a clock, I ain't wasting no time

Fuck all this rappin' shit, bitch, gotta rhyme

I'ma head to the top, yeah, nigga, gotta climb

Fuck up the scene and I'm payin' a fine

Went to the bank, wine and dine

She know I gotta do better, yeah, took me a while just to get up

[Verse]

Got LV on the sweater, got a big stock on the Beretta

She suckin' and fuckin', I don't gotta tell her

She gave me the funds like she is a teller

Oh, no-no, keep everything that we do on the low

None of that shit gon' be fun if everybody knows

Know my day one fans wait 'til a nigga blow

And the hatin' niggas mad, 'cause they see a nigga glow

You a lil' nigga, better tell 'em get me some chips from the store

Always been myself, always cool, always had the afro

You stay with that GAT, pack it

I got the sauce, saucin' on the fabric

She want a Moss, Moss it when she catch it

Bitch, I'm a boss, bossin' on the practice

Dumb nigga, he hackin', patch it

I'm gettin' that money, stack it

Always stay fresh, so I had to Tic-Tac it

Like A.I., I don't need practice (Yeah)

[Bridge]

Boy, you a gangsta, you gotta show me

Got that yellow, got that purple, pourin' two fours like Kobe

Please don't talk about me, nigga, if you don't know me

Stop askin' what I got planned, you niggas so nosy

[Chorus]

Why you worry 'bout a nigga? Better worry 'bout yourself, uh

I just planned a heist out, I'm feelin' like I'm Lester

I'm in the back of the back of the Sprinter

I got two hoes, they chest out

Are you real? Are you fake? Bitch, I need a diamond tester

You fuck with my guys and that shit is a sign

I feel like a clock, I ain't wasting no time

Fuck all this rappin' shit, bitch, gotta rhyme

I'ma head to the top, yeah, nigga, gotta climb

Fuck up the scene and I'm payin' a fine

Went to the bank, wine and dine

She know I gotta do better, yeah, took me a while just to get up

[Outro]

On the sweater, ah-yeah

LV on the sweater, ah-yeah

LV on the sweater, ah-yeah

LV on the sweater, ah-yeah