tony dim Songtext
von LAZER DIM 700
tony dim Songtext
Fuck, fuck, fuck
Check, check, check
Ayy, check that boy out
Ayy, check that boy out
Who put this shit together? Bitch, I feel like Tony
Bitch, I′m strapped with fire, I got Gen5 strapped up on me
Bitch, I feel like Speaker Knockerz, when I first started out, this shit was lonely
Nigga walking around flexing they B rolls
They better keep saving up like lil' gang′nem ain't hungry
Hit him in the forehead with fire, now his head swelling up like that boy finna turn to a pony
Trap so old, gotta run out the house, when I play my music so the roof don't fall on me
Niggas already biting, niggas tryna clone me
Nigga can′t see the fye, they think it ain′t on me
I'm in a hideout with scrap, nigga tryna take me down, nigga ass get clapped
Nigga wanna be gang so bad, nigga tryna fit in, he tryna go do what they rap
I′m on a heist, use my phone for the maps
He walking up yellin', that lil′ boy get popped
He tryna get away, got that lil' boy on clamps
I be up in the dark like I′m tapped in with vamps
You touch a lil' money, you can't even share
Went to the other side, nobody was there
Shoot the video, give a fuck what I wear
Get out the V, hold my fire in the air
Boy, you gay as fuck, you always tryna stare
Point a nigga out, he right over there
Can′t come to yo′ hood without fire, I'm too scared
I know he got racks, I seen what he wearing
All these hoes ′round me keep staring
Boy, you gay as fuck, pull up ya pants
You ain't gon′ shoot shit tryna look mad, nigga stay off the Xans
57 Joker, the gang be the clan
Work on my aim I just practice on cans
Pull out yo' pocket, what the fuck in yo′ pants?
Pull out that fire, catch a fire on yo' hands
You put it on yo' gang, why you lie on yo′ twins?
Unload the spot, we get all that we can
Zaza blunts in the hood, smoke it out
You ain′t never did that shit, why you lie?
The labels 360, I'm robbin′ they house
Took out my face, put a clown mask disguise
Come to yo' hood, do a show then I slide
If we stay longer, we starting a riot
You a lick in my hood, you a bonus prize
Holdin′ my fye, wasn't even on me, I lied
I′m sneaky as fuck, bitch, I want you to try it
Kick the ho out the whip, she thought she was slime
Lil' gang in the backseat, I'm passenger sildin′
Fine shit wanna drive us around
Kick the backdoor, tell you, "Open up wide"
Spend a rail on the top, put a scope onna side
Hit as his top, hit at his wiggin′
Playin' with lil′ fast, this shit can get wicked (Fuck)
Check, check, check
Ayy, check that boy out
Ayy, check that boy out
Who put this shit together? Bitch, I feel like Tony
Bitch, I′m strapped with fire, I got Gen5 strapped up on me
Bitch, I feel like Speaker Knockerz, when I first started out, this shit was lonely
Nigga walking around flexing they B rolls
They better keep saving up like lil' gang′nem ain't hungry
Hit him in the forehead with fire, now his head swelling up like that boy finna turn to a pony
Trap so old, gotta run out the house, when I play my music so the roof don't fall on me
Niggas already biting, niggas tryna clone me
Nigga can′t see the fye, they think it ain′t on me
I'm in a hideout with scrap, nigga tryna take me down, nigga ass get clapped
Nigga wanna be gang so bad, nigga tryna fit in, he tryna go do what they rap
I′m on a heist, use my phone for the maps
He walking up yellin', that lil′ boy get popped
He tryna get away, got that lil' boy on clamps
I be up in the dark like I′m tapped in with vamps
You touch a lil' money, you can't even share
Went to the other side, nobody was there
Shoot the video, give a fuck what I wear
Get out the V, hold my fire in the air
Boy, you gay as fuck, you always tryna stare
Point a nigga out, he right over there
Can′t come to yo′ hood without fire, I'm too scared
I know he got racks, I seen what he wearing
All these hoes ′round me keep staring
Boy, you gay as fuck, pull up ya pants
You ain't gon′ shoot shit tryna look mad, nigga stay off the Xans
57 Joker, the gang be the clan
Work on my aim I just practice on cans
Pull out yo' pocket, what the fuck in yo′ pants?
Pull out that fire, catch a fire on yo' hands
You put it on yo' gang, why you lie on yo′ twins?
Unload the spot, we get all that we can
Zaza blunts in the hood, smoke it out
You ain′t never did that shit, why you lie?
The labels 360, I'm robbin′ they house
Took out my face, put a clown mask disguise
Come to yo' hood, do a show then I slide
If we stay longer, we starting a riot
You a lick in my hood, you a bonus prize
Holdin′ my fye, wasn't even on me, I lied
I′m sneaky as fuck, bitch, I want you to try it
Kick the ho out the whip, she thought she was slime
Lil' gang in the backseat, I'm passenger sildin′
Fine shit wanna drive us around
Kick the backdoor, tell you, "Open up wide"
Spend a rail on the top, put a scope onna side
Hit as his top, hit at his wiggin′
Playin' with lil′ fast, this shit can get wicked (Fuck)
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