TMS (Talkin My Shit)

All my niggas in the building we just pulled up that's a mob
Opp bitches in my bed giving head going bop
If a nigga tweaking hit his face with the glock if the first shot miss after that i'll never stop

Fuck a cow nigga i be looking for the beef got a bad bitch in my bed swimming in her reef
Cooking in the class but nigga i do not teach and i had to cut this nigga off i heard he was a leach

Rapping with my niggas we was wrapping up some bands
Nigga said he want to box but he don't want to see these hands
Jigging in yo hood nigga feeling like the man
Come and get the pack because this shit is selling fast
Told that nigga i was Barry then i ran off with the stash
Heavy sticks with me not afraid to let them blast
Running through these thotties ain't one i didn't have
We gone leave his body cold if we slide in them rona masks

Twins in my bed so you know they both bad
I know the coochie water but i got to get the bag
Walking round with 2k on me and i got a lag
Bitch nigga tried to pull up on me but i wouldn't have it
And you know i'm with the gang so you know i'm wreaking havoc
And you know i'm hella bad but nigga i can still stack it
Nigga i was in the class getting high off the dab pen
Middle school i was trapping middle school you was dabbing

Bitch i never leave the crib without this stick on me
Bitch i never leave the crib without this glick on
He was talking shit i had to show him i was big homie
I be hella clean i could take a nigga bitch from him
Trying to box about it nigga nah we can get the stick drumming
And i never miss nigga why the fuck you ducking
What the fuck you on nigga since you think you thugging
Cooked a nigga up
Hit his muffin



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Writer(s): Malachi Moore
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