[Intro]
Hey get in here, Teejmadeit
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Mom, Teej is on the computer again
Double S-G

[Verse]
What the fuck they charging fifty for? (Why?)
Why he loaded up the Sprinter bus? (Why?)
Gang piece with the Emerald cuts (Damn)
Flip it, whip it, get it tinted up (Tinted up)
Broke it down, I tried to bend her open (Bend it)
Showed me love, I tried to send her plus
Racks all in the centerfold (Centerfold)
Pull it out and get your killer touched
Coupe sticky, it got peanut butter (Peanut butter)
Text my ho and said "We need each other"
Fan the opp's if we see each other (Seen em)
I don't love her I just sleep with her (Sleep with her)
I'ma kill her pussy, he could keep her(?)
My uncle cook up a eagle (Eagle)
My white hoe listen to Beatles (Beatles)
My weird hoe collect beetles (Uh)
Been with that gang since a fetus (Fetus)
That ain't no Hellcat, baby that's a Demon (Slide)
Hop on the tracks with my brother, that's a feature (Feature)
He try to run, we gon' chase 'em like cheetah (A cheetah)
I mean, I ran it up
We thuggin' raw, we not bandless (Bandless)
I paint his body like a canvas (Canvas)
She was too light, make her tan it up (Tan it up)
Walk in this bitch with my jewels out (Jewels)
Walk in this bitch with my tool tucked (Tool tucked)
Fuck around and shoot straight to Houston (Houston)
I'ma link up with my scooter (Scoot)
You know I be with my 'Woods ('Woods)
We hit the streets like the woods (Woods)
I made that hoe rub my wood (Run it up)
I told my shooters they good (Good)
I know n***as want my head but they gone need some bread for it
I got n***as walkin' down in Bred 1's, they shoot at Air Jordans
Oh, I heard they ain't got a plug on Heroin, well watch us import it
With that jump shot I be airborne until a n***a leg torn
These n***as you get at'll actually shoot your shit like we playin' horse on 'em
Hop out, I don't play, I'ma shoot this K till I lose this voice on 'em
Plug say he got a play we might take 'em down in a Ghost, Rolls Royce on 'em
Fuck around shoot that bitch broad day, you scared? Then you need to pass that torch, homie
Some of these n***as ain't died
That mean they good at hidin'
My album drop in July
Whole March and April I'm slidin'
I ain't even got no Batman cause I was robbin', I probably would rob 'em
I ain't even try to get inside her, I made her slobber, she using saliva (Yeah)
Come to the house, boy, we got crack in the walls and it look like spiders
I don't even need no weed, just gimme a Perc, so high I can't fight it
I don't even really like beefin' cause all my songs might get me indicted (Shut up)
30 clip bigger than me, when I walk in these streets I can't even hide it
She on Perc, she on Molly took that bitch to Folly's
Catch yo mans, he not Guan but oh my, he's on fire
He said he got licks for all them bands, oh God, he's a liar
I came from the trenches but somehow I turned to a fuckin' Messiah (I'm a Messiah)
[Outro]
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