Tyreke Evans
Hey Bob, this motherfucka phone call this one (no matter-)
She said who she
Hey white niggas ain't even gat this, hey buggy (skr-skr)
She say that she like, how I'm styling
Nigga a square I can't be around em
No, I'm not Robert he try me I'm Downing
Water on me got the ice, yeah, I'm drowning
Youth, I got this shit out the fountain
Hashtag hit from the back I'ma pound it
Niggas be snakes like they came out the sound
I came up out the mud, I came out the grown
Smoking on za, I don't smoke on no loud
Heem Lee flexing they asking 'em how
I need my money and I need it now
Soulja Boy I hit the pack pow
Shad Moss
All that boy seen there was the Bow
After that all that you heard was a Wow
They are not ready for me
I got these fuck boys ready to the throw in the towel
Missing all my niggas they my angels
Told bro he can call me any time that he in danger
I'ma walk 'em down Texas Ranger
You ain't talking money then you ain't talking my language
E-e-everybody with me twisting fingers
All these losses that I took
It got me filled with so much anguish
Smoking on this dope, feel like I laced it
Tyreke Evans, if I see the 12 I get to pacing
E-yun
(Tyreke Evans) if I see 12 I get to pacing
Tyreke Evans, if I see the 12 I get to pacing
Tyreke Evans, if I see the 12 I get to pacing
Miss all my niggas wish I could 'em back (I could 'em back)
Long Live Big three (Long Live Big three)
She said who she
Hey white niggas ain't even gat this, hey buggy (skr-skr)
She say that she like, how I'm styling
Nigga a square I can't be around em
No, I'm not Robert he try me I'm Downing
Water on me got the ice, yeah, I'm drowning
Youth, I got this shit out the fountain
Hashtag hit from the back I'ma pound it
Niggas be snakes like they came out the sound
I came up out the mud, I came out the grown
Smoking on za, I don't smoke on no loud
Heem Lee flexing they asking 'em how
I need my money and I need it now
Soulja Boy I hit the pack pow
Shad Moss
All that boy seen there was the Bow
After that all that you heard was a Wow
They are not ready for me
I got these fuck boys ready to the throw in the towel
Missing all my niggas they my angels
Told bro he can call me any time that he in danger
I'ma walk 'em down Texas Ranger
You ain't talking money then you ain't talking my language
E-e-everybody with me twisting fingers
All these losses that I took
It got me filled with so much anguish
Smoking on this dope, feel like I laced it
Tyreke Evans, if I see the 12 I get to pacing
E-yun
(Tyreke Evans) if I see 12 I get to pacing
Tyreke Evans, if I see the 12 I get to pacing
Tyreke Evans, if I see the 12 I get to pacing
Miss all my niggas wish I could 'em back (I could 'em back)
Long Live Big three (Long Live Big three)
Credits
Writer(s): Nyheme Sumpter
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