Tables Turn
[Intro: GlockBoyz TeeJaee]
(BangThatShit)
[Verse 1: GlockBoyz TeeJaee]
This shit ain't nothin' like you thing, baby, it's serious
I'm that n***a, hoes never ask me, "Who is this?"
She like, "Where you at?", baby, I'm probably on some stupid shit
She like, "What you want for Christmas?", I'm like, "Shit, a brick"
Shootin' with your eyes closed, you gon' always miss
We don't stop for the police when I ride like this
My n***as really be on that, shit, you better hide your wrist
I end up fuckin' n***as' hoes when I be high like this
We got guns and money, we got money and guns
I know how to run it up when I'm runnin' out of funds
We was beatin' n***as' ass way before wе had guns
And we was in them fast things way beforе that shit was fun
[ShredGang Mone]
Shit, they told me get my bag right, so I did
When I got up on my grind, I won't fuck with them again
Back on my Jackboys shit tryna tuck these n***as in
Ridin' solo with a Glock, don't give a fuck about no friends
Put my faith into a bitch, that shit bit me in the ass
Took my shirt off for some n***as and they stabbed me in my back
Now I'm swervin' in a Benz, I'm just laughin' countin' racks
Bitches see me in my bag, now they cryin' callin' back, that shit over with
Never let a broke ho get close to me
Cross country with it, don't mistake me for no local peep
More from the streets, and that shit made me to a man (Yeah)
Smooth n***a, but I'm quick to put that flame up on his ass (N***a, Shred)
(BangThatShit)
[Verse 1: GlockBoyz TeeJaee]
This shit ain't nothin' like you thing, baby, it's serious
I'm that n***a, hoes never ask me, "Who is this?"
She like, "Where you at?", baby, I'm probably on some stupid shit
She like, "What you want for Christmas?", I'm like, "Shit, a brick"
Shootin' with your eyes closed, you gon' always miss
We don't stop for the police when I ride like this
My n***as really be on that, shit, you better hide your wrist
I end up fuckin' n***as' hoes when I be high like this
We got guns and money, we got money and guns
I know how to run it up when I'm runnin' out of funds
We was beatin' n***as' ass way before wе had guns
And we was in them fast things way beforе that shit was fun
[ShredGang Mone]
Shit, they told me get my bag right, so I did
When I got up on my grind, I won't fuck with them again
Back on my Jackboys shit tryna tuck these n***as in
Ridin' solo with a Glock, don't give a fuck about no friends
Put my faith into a bitch, that shit bit me in the ass
Took my shirt off for some n***as and they stabbed me in my back
Now I'm swervin' in a Benz, I'm just laughin' countin' racks
Bitches see me in my bag, now they cryin' callin' back, that shit over with
Never let a broke ho get close to me
Cross country with it, don't mistake me for no local peep
More from the streets, and that shit made me to a man (Yeah)
Smooth n***a, but I'm quick to put that flame up on his ass (N***a, Shred)