The Ballad of Tony Tone, Pt. 2
Damn
You know what it is
My blunt fulla lato
Choppa got them hollows
You know what it is
My blunt fulla lato
Choppa got them hollows
I done smoked a Benz
Bet I crashed 1 too
No one in my section
Who I'm gone pass this too
I don't know what I'm gone do with myself
I don't know what I'm gone do with myself
I'm gone put another wood in the air
Bet I pass that bitch right to myself
She don't know what she gone do with me
Bitch I thought I told ya I'm a super fiend
I jus popped a flat like I get super geeked
And that's true shit
Came out with them blue strips
Boy this wood too fat this bitch a Cuban
And I'm gone spend my guap on dope
Can't cop no Cubans
And I'm jay z with the blueprint
Niggas always asking when I'm finna drop some new shit
Like I don't even know though
Was ridding in that 4 door
Eyes closed in the photo
Nigga I be high as shit
I don't even want nobody round I won't invite a bitch
Don't care that water deep you know that I be on my Pisces shit
Swim like Michael Phelps
I got gucci on my belt
This gelato in my wood
This the best I've ever felt
I got 3 different kinds
Bought em all for myself
Bro that's true shit
But I'm booted
It ain't even doin shit
I don't know what I'm gone do with myself
I don't know what I'm gone do with myself
I'm gone put another wood in the air
Bet I pass that bitch right to myself
She don't know what she gone do with me
Countin up that check ain't have to do a thing
N my nuggas we gone link up like the justice league
Batman in the coupe bitch it's jus Tony t
I done got my roll on
Niggas gone get rolled over
I don't got no love for a nigga get a cold shoulder
Bitch I'm smokin zaza this not from your home grower
Make a nigga Cha Cha when he see the glock on him
We ain't playing fair
Please don't make me take it there
Me I put the most work in
I'm gone take the biggest share
Dope gone knock em out his chair
I know they can't stand me
Stand me
But a bitch gone understand me
My cup taste like candy
Take away the pain though
Smokin on that 41 tryna catch a rainbow
I'm gone take that guap with me everywhere that I go
Niggas on a different route
Me I took the high road
You know what it is
My blunt fulla lato
Choppa got them hollows
I done smoked a Benz
Bet I crashed 1 too
No one in my section
Who I'm gone pass this too
I don't know what I'm gone do with myself
I don't know what I'm gone do with myself
What she gone do with me?
I don't know what I'm gone do with myself
I don't know what I'm gone do with myself
What she gone do with me?
You know what it is
My blunt fulla lato
Choppa got them hollows
You know what it is
My blunt fulla lato
Choppa got them hollows
I done smoked a Benz
Bet I crashed 1 too
No one in my section
Who I'm gone pass this too
I don't know what I'm gone do with myself
I don't know what I'm gone do with myself
I'm gone put another wood in the air
Bet I pass that bitch right to myself
She don't know what she gone do with me
Bitch I thought I told ya I'm a super fiend
I jus popped a flat like I get super geeked
And that's true shit
Came out with them blue strips
Boy this wood too fat this bitch a Cuban
And I'm gone spend my guap on dope
Can't cop no Cubans
And I'm jay z with the blueprint
Niggas always asking when I'm finna drop some new shit
Like I don't even know though
Was ridding in that 4 door
Eyes closed in the photo
Nigga I be high as shit
I don't even want nobody round I won't invite a bitch
Don't care that water deep you know that I be on my Pisces shit
Swim like Michael Phelps
I got gucci on my belt
This gelato in my wood
This the best I've ever felt
I got 3 different kinds
Bought em all for myself
Bro that's true shit
But I'm booted
It ain't even doin shit
I don't know what I'm gone do with myself
I don't know what I'm gone do with myself
I'm gone put another wood in the air
Bet I pass that bitch right to myself
She don't know what she gone do with me
Countin up that check ain't have to do a thing
N my nuggas we gone link up like the justice league
Batman in the coupe bitch it's jus Tony t
I done got my roll on
Niggas gone get rolled over
I don't got no love for a nigga get a cold shoulder
Bitch I'm smokin zaza this not from your home grower
Make a nigga Cha Cha when he see the glock on him
We ain't playing fair
Please don't make me take it there
Me I put the most work in
I'm gone take the biggest share
Dope gone knock em out his chair
I know they can't stand me
Stand me
But a bitch gone understand me
My cup taste like candy
Take away the pain though
Smokin on that 41 tryna catch a rainbow
I'm gone take that guap with me everywhere that I go
Niggas on a different route
Me I took the high road
You know what it is
My blunt fulla lato
Choppa got them hollows
I done smoked a Benz
Bet I crashed 1 too
No one in my section
Who I'm gone pass this too
I don't know what I'm gone do with myself
I don't know what I'm gone do with myself
What she gone do with me?
I don't know what I'm gone do with myself
I don't know what I'm gone do with myself
What she gone do with me?
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Writer(s): Matthew Threats
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