[Intro] TKO, got that boy screamin' Yeah you know what the fuck goin' on Big Dracs' Ayy
[Chorus] Foot on they necks I be stompin' on niggas Ain't wearing no vest I ain't duckin' no niggas Ain't runnin' from triggers I look down the barrel tell em' pull it since he think he really a killer Hit ain't like that 'til he pop him a jigga I see through these bitches like Snapchat filters If I miss a target, must've been dreamin' I never miss a shot when I'm tryin' to sick him Been with this ice since I came out my mother I'm CJ McCollum when it hit the buzzer You can ask my brother how niggas turned into a Gusher when I up the Drac' then I bust 'em My nigga say "fuck 'em" so you know it's fuck 'em I fucked him over then fucked on his lover I didn't use a rubber, she gotta feel when I cut her Say she love when I slut her, but I need never cuff her
[Verse 1] Nigga, nope Fly like Peter Pan Bitch you know I've been a man All black Batman with my niggas robbin' Gun got a wingspan, lay em' down like he on a bean bag Shoot the whole crew where his team at Took em' out the loop when I shoot in a coupe with a deuce deuce Let is loose at your door, mailman Finger fucked the K out the deuce, better duck like a goose When I'm out the roof shoot like a mad man Say he caught a half where the body at? When you find that, motherfucker call me back If you take all my bail, I ain't part of that It was somethin' tellin' me to double back And I been had a body, but he didn't even know it Tell em' free Tevo this shit TKO and you know how that go Me and my brother we murder [?]
[Chorus] Foot on they necks I be stompin' on niggas Ain't wearing no vest I ain't duckin' no niggas Ain't runnin' from triggers I look down the barrel tell em' pull it since he think he really a killer Hit ain't like that 'til he pop him a jigga I see through these bitches like Snapchat filters If I miss a target, must've been dreamin' I never miss a shot when I'm tryin' to sick him Boom with this ice since I came out my mother I'm CJ McCollum when it hit the buzzer You can ask my brother how niggas turned into a Gusher when I up the Drac' then I bust 'em My nigga say "fuck 'em" so you know it's fuck 'em I fucked him over then fucked on his lover I didn't use a rubber, she gotta feel when I cut her Say she love when I slut her, but I need never cuff her
[Verse 2] Never cuff her, never wife her, the only thing she get is pipe Told her that we gotta a date today, but she getting dick tonight Know it ain't right She tellin' me she need me in her life, but I'm with her friend, shiesty Catching me without my pipe, unlikely Have you ever seen Mike with an Ike? Turned it up a notch, now I've been getting global Bitches on my crotch Up it since he local Take a seat and watch me, never lose yo' focus Told bro to spot me, too much weight I'm loadin' Which one you boys the boldest? Reach for this charm, you die while you posin' Reach for this chain, you dyin' in motion Leave him stuck, hypnosis Took the pride he was holding Yeah, yeah livin' the life that these rappers be rappin' 'bout Let's take a lie detector, see who cappin' now Graduated from the streets with a cap and gown First degree on my body count Aye how many we pop? Get a headcount Made bro recount, get the right amount Last nigga he ratted, he dead now
[Chorus] Foot on they necks I be stompin' on niggas Ain't wearing no vest I ain't duckin' no niggas Ain't runnin' from triggers I look down the barrel tell em' pull it since he think he really a killer Hit ain't like that 'til he pop him a jigga I see through these bitches like Snapchat filters If I miss a target, must've been dreamin' I never miss a shot when I'm tryin' to sick him Boom with this ice since I came out my mother I'm CJ McCollum when it hit the buzzer You can ask my brother how niggas turned into a Gusher when I up the Drac' then I bust 'em My nigga say "fuck 'em" so you know it's fuck 'em I fucked him over then fucked on his lover I didn't use a rubber, she gotta feel when I cut her Say she love when I slut her, but I need never cuff her
[Outro] I never cuff her NLE the Top Shotta, got the bombs like Al-QaedaTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
