This is a song about "La la"

Baby told me that she never memorized a verse

Got acres of papers, like i played for the la lakers.

Thought she hot i swear, probably rougher than hell

Fuck yeah, wear these la peregrina pearls, treat them well

Yea, obie tricepour out a lil' liquor nigga

We go our separate ways/ i say asta la vista

Scott la rock, proof, big l, khadafi, jam master jay,

Young nigga from the bottom and i never had a way

No soprano, half black half white, i’m a piano

I'm here taking over "c'est la vie" is the mantra

So y'all niggas can fly

That’s my la-la lullaby.

I'd fuckin' severe your cerebrum singing la dee da doo

Black mother of the earth you know i forever owe you