Truth TaLcin (feat. DwiLL$z)
10 boogies, I'ma dump you when I lay Hit you in your shade and have you runnin
niggas gay Rollin' with my dad since the day I came out
You niggas always worried bout me, you niggas always played out
Look, now to this bitch, she always ruin', the nerves I gave out
I hit her once, I hit her twice, to the point to where I can't now
These niggas always worried bout me, niggas this ain't a chase down
Pat him down, they got them wrist, them niggas don't really care now
It's always fuck 12 and everything they been bout
Niggas out here sellin' souls, that's always what it's been bout
Stackin' fetty, niggas ready, do it for my granny
Ten toes to the shit, nigga, when I hit
Piped her down, she came back, she love the way I hit
Shots fired out the window, bustin' out the whip
Hit this nigga in his shit, ain't that bout a bitch
Shootin' up, we pullin' up, you know I got that switch
Look, stay goin' up, I'm never tryna lose
Young nigga on the grind, can't even snooze
Don't snooze, so I never lose
You niggas hella goofy, she rock my chain, she a groupie
Tip off, leave her loopy, nicknamed her call her droopy
She creamin' all night, she got that snow white
Look at my chain, yeah, it's hella bright
Let me take you back to oh five, summertime was real nice
Chunky lil' nigga, always dream to have my bread up
It's a must, I gotta chase this fuckin' bread up
Gotta keep bakin' this cake up
I'm bout to shake that whole motherfuckin' world up
Earthquake em Harlem shake em' when I work em
This shit is light work and ', eat your niggas up for breakfast
Second dish, that's lunchin', that's the rest
In peace in the Middle East is what we never see
Givin' up thats never gotta get it until I'm deceased
Plenty flows, spittin' bars, I can do this shit in my sleep
Mastermind, I'm a genius when I peak
Spittin' rhymes, cat in a hat, when I speak
Unique metaphors, similes, and i'm onomatopoeia
See ya later, I really wouldn't wanna be ya
Jumped in the car, goin' fast like it's NASCAR
Dodging bullets like it's dodgeball
Spittin' fire, yeah, nigga, I'm always goin' hard
I'ma do it like Nike and I
Gotta run my fuckin' check up and I
niggas gay Rollin' with my dad since the day I came out
You niggas always worried bout me, you niggas always played out
Look, now to this bitch, she always ruin', the nerves I gave out
I hit her once, I hit her twice, to the point to where I can't now
These niggas always worried bout me, niggas this ain't a chase down
Pat him down, they got them wrist, them niggas don't really care now
It's always fuck 12 and everything they been bout
Niggas out here sellin' souls, that's always what it's been bout
Stackin' fetty, niggas ready, do it for my granny
Ten toes to the shit, nigga, when I hit
Piped her down, she came back, she love the way I hit
Shots fired out the window, bustin' out the whip
Hit this nigga in his shit, ain't that bout a bitch
Shootin' up, we pullin' up, you know I got that switch
Look, stay goin' up, I'm never tryna lose
Young nigga on the grind, can't even snooze
Don't snooze, so I never lose
You niggas hella goofy, she rock my chain, she a groupie
Tip off, leave her loopy, nicknamed her call her droopy
She creamin' all night, she got that snow white
Look at my chain, yeah, it's hella bright
Let me take you back to oh five, summertime was real nice
Chunky lil' nigga, always dream to have my bread up
It's a must, I gotta chase this fuckin' bread up
Gotta keep bakin' this cake up
I'm bout to shake that whole motherfuckin' world up
Earthquake em Harlem shake em' when I work em
This shit is light work and ', eat your niggas up for breakfast
Second dish, that's lunchin', that's the rest
In peace in the Middle East is what we never see
Givin' up thats never gotta get it until I'm deceased
Plenty flows, spittin' bars, I can do this shit in my sleep
Mastermind, I'm a genius when I peak
Spittin' rhymes, cat in a hat, when I speak
Unique metaphors, similes, and i'm onomatopoeia
See ya later, I really wouldn't wanna be ya
Jumped in the car, goin' fast like it's NASCAR
Dodging bullets like it's dodgeball
Spittin' fire, yeah, nigga, I'm always goin' hard
I'ma do it like Nike and I
Gotta run my fuckin' check up and I
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Writer(s): Kayden Williams
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