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Official ‘Lights Off’ Lyrics By Tay Keith Ft Lil Durk & Gunna

Tay Keith, Lil Durk & Gunna Lyrics

Read the official lyrics to ‘Lights off’ by Tay keith, featuring Lil Durk and Gunna. Lights Off was released on April 22nd, co-produced by Grayson Beats, Mike Dean and Tay Keith.

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Official Lights Off Lyrics By Tay Keith Ft Lil Durk & Gunna
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Tay Keith, Lil Durk & Gunna – Lights Off Lyrics

Intro: Gunna
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
(Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up)

Chorus: Gunna
Restaurant, I dine in, I want light sauce (Light sauce)
Twinkling, that’s my diamonds, yeah, when the lights off (Yeah)
My third eye always watching, these niggas fake and phony (Phony)
Grind hard, every one of my homies getting an iced out Rollie (Iced out Rollie)
Smoking California, my new garments got an odor (Odor)
’Fridgerator full of codeine (Yeah), I pour deuces in my soda (Soda)
Louis V Virgil laces look like Wockhardt (Yeah)
They told me I wasn’t gon’ make it if you ain’t grind hard (Hard)

Verse 1: Gunna
Look at how far we made it (Made it)
I told ’em, they thought I was crazy
Young Gunna been hot (Too hot), I trapped in the spot, it got raided (Raided)
I custom the watch, two-tone the Prezi and Elliot made it (Made it)
The Cuban, it look like it’s faded (Faded)
We can’t do the minimum wages (Nah)
I’m a big dog, money tall like King Kong (King Kong)
Heard them millions talk, went and bought me three phones
Rocking Vlone, told the ho, “Leave me Vlone” (Leave me Vlone)
Higher than Cheech and Chong, I don’t care what you on, to each his own (To each his own)
Had to find my space, I was just keeping my mind straight
Why these broke niggas hate? Acting like they don’t know crime pays (Crime pays)
I’m in a different mind state, running to the M’s in a fast pace (Fast pace)
We like to call it rat race, came out the hood and got good taste (Good taste)

Chorus: Gunna & Lil Durk
Restaurant, I dine in, I want light sauce (Light sauce)
Twinkling, that’s my diamonds, yeah, when the lights off (Yeah)
My third eye always watching, these niggas fake and phony (Phony)
Grind hard, every one of my homies getting an iced out Rollie (Iced out Rollie)
Smoking California, my new garments got an odor (Odor)
‘Fridgerator full of codeine (Yeah), I pour deuces in my soda (Soda)
Louis V Virgil laces look like Wockhardt (Yeah, Look like Wockhardt)
They told me I wasn’t gon’ make it if you ain’t grind hard (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, hard)

Verse 2: Lil Durk
Wake up in the morning, Percocets for breakfast (Percocets for my breakfast)
I wake up, she be blowing me, I’m blocking all my exes (Blocking all my exes)
Getting toppy on the E-way, man, I damn near missed my exit (Damn near missed my exit)
I can give my bitches anything, I get ’em all baguettes (Yeah, yeah)
He be tough for you, when he come around us, he be scary
I’m a gangster, take care of my block, I’m like my daddy
I ain’t gon’ lie, surrounded by some killers, I can’t go live
I ain’t gon’ lie, fighting a murder with a public defendant, you better not try
I need a trapper bitch, I ain’t tryna trap a bitch, running her mouth and shit
She get in her bag for Chanel, she bought some sneakers, I ain’t even had to ask the bitch (Yeah, yeah)
Down bad broke ’round millionaires, never asked for shit
It’s fuck buddy, drug buddy, that’s my bitch, give her a half a ten

Chorus: Gunna
Restaurant, I dine in, I want light sauce (Light sauce)
Twinkling, that’s my diamonds, yeah, when the lights off (Yeah)
My third eye always watching, these niggas fake and phony (Phony)
Grind hard, every one of my homies getting an iced out Rollie (Iced out Rollie)
Smoking California, my new garments got an odor (Odor)
‘Fridgerator full of codeine (Yeah), I pour deuces in my soda (Soda)
Louis V Virgil laces look like Wockhardt (Yeah)
They told me I wasn’t gon’ make it if you ain’t grind hard (Hard)

Outro: Gunna
Smoking California, my new garments got an odor
MWA Music
Louis V Virgil laces look like Wockhardt
Smoking California, my new garments got an odor
Louis V Virgil laces look like Wockhardt

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