TOMMY
On the surface, I’m off a bar now I’m looking through my curtains
I’m to aware that I make these pussy n***as nervous
I don’t set a face 211 if he who I verses
I’m in the function I’ma come in from the background
15 clip on my hip ain’t no pat downs
I can’t hit it hard raw these bitches get smacked down
Buck back out to it little bitch, tap out

TOMMY
All bad bitches getting fucked
Lil’ shorty fuck it up
I’ma pour wolf blood
Damn shot my double cup
I don’t give a fuck, flipping ten packs
Watch lil’ Tommy double up
Ay, Bitch I’m on my boss shit
That ain’t my dick that’s my chopsticks
Stupid ass bitches always be on some op shit
Pump out atcha party, cause all I do is pop shit
And bitches poppin’ pussy for lil’ Tommy, he obnoxious
Bouta hit a lick I’m like what it do (what it do)
White tuckin and its chain I’m finna take your shoes
I was hittin drugs, I ain’t go to school
I guess I didn’t do it lil’ man ain’t got no fucking proof
(kicked off, kicked off) I’ma kick in through your door
Yeah 10-4 10-4 hear the police, gotta go
Got my gloves on, mask on, and you know I keep a pump
Ay, making money is the only thing I know ay (ay ay ay)
TOMMY
On the surface, I’m off a bar now I’m looking through my curtains
I’m too aware that I make these pussy n***as nervous
I don’t set a face 211 if he who I verses
I’m in the function I’ma come in from the background
15 clip on my hip ain’t no pat downs
I can’t hit it hard raw these bitches get smacked down
Buck back out to it little bitch tap out
(ah shit)

KING
Till’ little bitch tap out
He keep looking at me I think he got his hand out
I ain’t worry bout shit I bring the max out
WWE Friday night he get smacked down
Big [?] I’m finna' step
Why the fuck the police always on my neck
I hit it back so I’m running to a check
And I ain’t worry bout you right ass n***as I’m gon' blast off, shit
King brought out the eclipse, worry bout him cause I done took a n***as bitch
Fuckin' n***as up, talking n***as and they shit, I’ma beat a n***a up
And I’ma leave him in a ditch, I’m with the shits
And I could put that on blast, I ain’t worried bout shit bitch I’m good in ma hood
N***as playin' with the gang, I’ma show ‘em up
And I ain’t worry bout shit cause King don’t really give a fuck, ah shit

TOMMY
On the surface, I’m off a bar now I’m looking through my curtains
I’m too aware that I make these pussy n***as nervous
I don’t set a face 211 if he who I verses
I’m in the function I’ma come in from the background
15 clip on my hip ain’t no pat downs
I can’t hit it hard raw these bitches get smacked down
Buck back out to it little bitch tap out