Tank Davis (feat. BagBeto)

I'm like thank god
Yea we made it

Thank God yea we made it
This shit hit hard like Tank Davis
Sight on point nigga like a laser
I Came from the dirt yea I'm talkin craters
Top five dead or alive like I'm Jada
I'm like thank god yea we made it
This shit hit hard like Tank Davis

If My Bro Said He Need It I Got It
Walk In The Spot With Three Racks In My Pocket
I Spin In The Beam It Use To Be An Impalas
They Say That They Ape But Still Acting Koala
You Talking Bout Bape Best Believe That I Got It
I Hit Up Ralph Just To Clean Up Them Diamonds
And Shoutout to Staxx Cause He Been Getting Dollars
Got Some Connects And they Came With Some Scholars
Them Niggas Poppin Techs At Your Yo Collar
Said He Need A Bow Know That I Got Him
Cash Up Front No I Can't Spot Them
Mask On Deck Know That I'm Robbin
Sippin On Green Yeah I'm A Goblin
DAMN
Sippin On Green Yeah I'm A Goblin
Got Hella Flavors No Dennis Rodman

Thank God yea we made it
This shit hit hard like Tank Davis
Sight on point nigga like a laser
I Came from the dirt yea I'm talkin craters
Top five dead or alive like I'm Jada
I'm like thank god yea me made it
This shit hit hard like Tank Davis

Jumped of the porch no favors
Jealousy breds envy
And I peep the hate
Most you niggas really bitches
And I can relate
Adolf gone ride till the casket break
Do not ask a nigga why he step this way
Yougin really come up off section eight
Free all my real niggas
Yea the fastest way
Adolf pop shit like cashes clay
Couple demons in my past
Still after me
Try to hold a nigga down
They can't shackle me
Gudda house mother fucker
That the facility
Ain't no mother fucking ounce of quit or doubt
In me
I'm shit on everybody that doubt
Me
Back back little bitch why you
Crowding me
All of a sudden everybody they proud
Of me man keep that fake shit from
Round a Gee cuz



Credits
Writer(s): Kendall Hawkins
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