Verse 1 TTS Tana
Boy stop that cap them niggas is fronting
Shot what you ain’t never did nothing
Mask up we purging bugging
Up chop like Andre Drummond
One time you know we coming
Look how he tripping running
Little max he vicious dumping
Them hollows hit his stomach
Dmn we love it
Mood swings we hopped out on em with 2 things
Bend 64 thats new range, new Glock 9 new pain, a new opp, a new chain
Brand new btch give new brain
She keep asking if you came
Ah sht better forget about it
Baby I’m 83 so I’m throwing 83
Roll up smoke
You see them blue flags rolling out the Jeep
Yeah they know, ain’t no taming me
Since a youngin been a beast
I can’t go that’s so I keep a tool because they hate on me
Yeah they know them boys did nothing nada
In the cut I’m rolling dope
What you smoking dollars
He a btch ain’t keep a pole
Turn him into zaza
Play with me I let it blow
Boy I go on fire
Show me i’m a liar
Verse 2 TG Crippy
Peep the opp he was trying to get low
Can’t run got a beam on the scope
I got the Woos you could flock at the Os
Little G said I know how it go
He out the window he letting it go
He tried to run he got shot in the toe
I keep it on me every where I go
Since everybody want to claim that they a o
Cross a O like tic tac toe
DOA be the gang nggas already know
Wait
Yeah I got booked for the pole
When I came back home got the chop in the crib
Tried to spin it I'm flocking in the whip
Can’t forget about Mex ngga died in the whip
My mom keep saying stop flocking the sht
I done seen a grown man get flocked by a kid
Free my nggas that’s doing a bid
Most of them nggas is doing some years
Can’t forget Blockwork is a kid
He saying names what the fck he done did
Nggas never did sht
If I spin through Hill I’m making it lit
Been a whole year Dubski in a spliff
Chase pop out, we gon' spin in the whip
Spot a Vato then he getting hit
We make movies, ya'll make clips
Nggas better remember that shit
And if we got beef, we ain’t deadin' that shit
Deuce 5 in the shoe, tryin' dump out the whip
Free Za, I'm fried, I'm smoking on Nick
Mix it with Lotti that shit got a kick
Drilly to the Blixky, the fuck is that shit
Niggas better start lacing they kicks
TG here don't run don't trip
I'm just praying a fuck nigga slip
LVK put a Well on the list
I said fuck it put Rell in a spliff
Smoking on Dubskii so what?
Mix it with Caine that shit got a punch
Got it on me, walking like I'm drunk
If I spot me a Vato, Imma hit em' up
And DaOoter can suck my dick
We smoking on Dub you ain't hittin' this spliff
Movin' tact with the grip in the whip
If you run up on us, then you gon' be a spliff
Movin' tact with the grip in the whip
If you run up on us, then you gon' be a spliff
Boy stop that cap them niggas is fronting
Shot what you ain’t never did nothing
Mask up we purging bugging
Up chop like Andre Drummond
One time you know we coming
Look how he tripping running
Little max he vicious dumping
Them hollows hit his stomach
Dmn we love it
Mood swings we hopped out on em with 2 things
Bend 64 thats new range, new Glock 9 new pain, a new opp, a new chain
Brand new btch give new brain
She keep asking if you came
Ah sht better forget about it
Baby I’m 83 so I’m throwing 83
Roll up smoke
You see them blue flags rolling out the Jeep
Yeah they know, ain’t no taming me
Since a youngin been a beast
I can’t go that’s so I keep a tool because they hate on me
Yeah they know them boys did nothing nada
In the cut I’m rolling dope
What you smoking dollars
He a btch ain’t keep a pole
Turn him into zaza
Play with me I let it blow
Boy I go on fire
Show me i’m a liar
Verse 2 TG Crippy
Peep the opp he was trying to get low
Can’t run got a beam on the scope
I got the Woos you could flock at the Os
Little G said I know how it go
He out the window he letting it go
He tried to run he got shot in the toe
I keep it on me every where I go
Since everybody want to claim that they a o
Cross a O like tic tac toe
DOA be the gang nggas already know
Wait
Yeah I got booked for the pole
When I came back home got the chop in the crib
Tried to spin it I'm flocking in the whip
Can’t forget about Mex ngga died in the whip
My mom keep saying stop flocking the sht
I done seen a grown man get flocked by a kid
Free my nggas that’s doing a bid
Most of them nggas is doing some years
Can’t forget Blockwork is a kid
He saying names what the fck he done did
Nggas never did sht
If I spin through Hill I’m making it lit
Been a whole year Dubski in a spliff
Chase pop out, we gon' spin in the whip
Spot a Vato then he getting hit
We make movies, ya'll make clips
Nggas better remember that shit
And if we got beef, we ain’t deadin' that shit
Deuce 5 in the shoe, tryin' dump out the whip
Free Za, I'm fried, I'm smoking on Nick
Mix it with Lotti that shit got a kick
Drilly to the Blixky, the fuck is that shit
Niggas better start lacing they kicks
TG here don't run don't trip
I'm just praying a fuck nigga slip
LVK put a Well on the list
I said fuck it put Rell in a spliff
Smoking on Dubskii so what?
Mix it with Caine that shit got a punch
Got it on me, walking like I'm drunk
If I spot me a Vato, Imma hit em' up
And DaOoter can suck my dick
We smoking on Dub you ain't hittin' this spliff
Movin' tact with the grip in the whip
If you run up on us, then you gon' be a spliff
Movin' tact with the grip in the whip
If you run up on us, then you gon' be a spliff
( TTS Tana )
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