Tommy

Why I dead em'?
They ain't tryna buy the dime that's in my denim
Demagoguing for a dollar or a weapon
Same thang, brang violence and depression
Chain swang, like a yankee in the seventh
Bang, bang, bottom 9 done bought a blessing
Pay attention bottom line done taught lesson
Turn oppression to a profit for the ending

Prophet
Launch the profit
With a rocket
Cockpit
See the stars hid
From the project
Logic
Make the guap lit
Like a comet
Cock it
Pluggy got hit
For the socket
Nonsense
All this nonsense
In my optic
Smart kid
Get his life ripped
On the docket
Toxic
If ya stack chips
Better watch it
Stop it
Let the god live
For the godless

Pop me, you cannot stop me I'll let it blow
Load up and take that Tommy and let it go
Pack it and let the strap hit you saying no
Act up I'll have you packed up thats how it go
Holly this ain't no Tommy you gotta go
Holly this ain't no Tommy you gotta go
Holly this ain't no Tommy you gotta go
Hi B this ain't no Molly we got the blow

Pop me
Better pop me
If ya rob me
Sloppy
All the gods be
Tryna mock me
I'll be
The one that knocks me
In the eyepiece
Mami
Ya lil thotty
All that stop me
Squally
See no rocky
In her body
Molly
Feed the squady
Off a sidepiece
Prolly'
Feeling cocky
Once the opps leave
Cock squeeze
Do the opp deed
With my shotty

Pop me, you cannot stop me I'll let it blow
Load up and take that Tommy and let it go
Pack it and let the strap hit you saying no
Act up I'll have you packed up thats how it go
Holly this ain't no Tommy you gotta go
Holly this ain't no Tommy you gotta go
Holly this ain't no Tommy you gotta go
Hi B this ain't no Molly we got the blow



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Writer(s): Brandon Valentin
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