Hands on my Body

UNDERGROUND FT. TBONE

Double It Back (Prod. Don John)

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Intro
Roll up another i think we done with other blunt
I just made a sale it feels wonderful afterwards takin the money home
Chorus
Water and lean, what is the difference
  Your daughter a freak, she suckin me empty
  I bought her some bling, hundred and fifty
 And pardon my speech, yuh I've been sippin
Verse 1
(Wooh, yuh) Ice in my veins like Deangelo (Russel)
We not the same type of animal (Hustle)
I just want the brain like a cannibal (slop top)
Im representin my people 
Our bank accounts are not equal (try again) 
Yesterday me and your girl made a movie tonight we'll be making the sequel (ya dig) 
I look at you haters and laugh in my Cartier (Cartier)
No one was lit till I walked in and now there's a party there (turn up, turn up)
Bitch if you owe me I need every penny like Hardaway (Penny!)
Runnin to the money like a prisoner who got away (wooh, catch up)
(When it comes to my cash) I don't play no games like I grounded from Xbox
The head good, and the breasts soft, but the pussy nasty like wet socks (damn) 
Goin down my bucket list markin off every single check box
I'm the current and the next boss, ya I'm runnin shit till my breath stops
Or a fed knocks, or my bread rots, but new moneys comin like wet thots
Big dick swangin like dreadlocks
I'm fuckin bitches out of wedlock
Raid the trap, dead cops
Vests don't protect head shots
And if you try me imma teach you something like I'm on one of those Ted Talks
(Interlude)
Yeahhhh yeahh yeah
Im mindin my business my time is expensive so stop all that cryin and bitchin (stop all that cryin and bitchen - yeahhhh yeahh yeah)
A crime was committed you lyin and snitchin then come back all tryin to kiss me (fuck outa here)
Verse 2 
These bitches aint shit they just pocket watchin stop it 
Glock is cocked its hot like just like pot
Im at the spot just hit my phone and bring the guap
Pulled up, didnt bring the top
If I take you home, better bring the top
If you got the dope, better bring a lot
I popped a molly think I need to stop
I caught a body tryin to flee the cop
You not my shwaty, quit speakin out
Laced blunt, think Im tweakin out
Sipped a pint, think I'm im sleepin now
Chorus
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What Is The Difference (Prod. Don John)

Intro
Sheesh - back at it again
Left hand got a hand full of pills
Right hand got a hand full of bills
Woke up dont know what we did
Roll up lets do this shit again (aagghh)
Chorus
What was that hoes name I do not remember
Did we roll up the whole thing I do not remember
How many hoes did we have to replace I do not remember
How much money did I put in the bank I do not remember
What did I do last night I cannot remember
Get the fuck outa the section you not a member
Drive it straight off the lot you drivin a rental
Is we fuckin or not Im keepin it simple
Verse 1 
I want a butt to smack (yeah)
Cause Im up front like that
I used to want the bag
Now I can front the bag (how much)
Im talkin a hundred stacks (wooh!)
Yeah I can stunt like that (yah)
And im takin these bitches to school, make sure your lunch is packed (wooh yuh)
I got green I need white, I got leann I need sprite
I got bitches I dont need no wife
Like Swae Lee I aint got no type
Rollin up woods I dont smoke no pipe
Fuck her in the dark, but I got my rolex on so you know we dont need no light (shine)
Interlude
Well, I do need a light right now, but, yall knew what I meant - Heh, T
Verse 2
Lets go back to the basics no cap I can rap with the greatest (greatest)
Yes thats factually stated sometimes I sip ac when Im faded (augghh)
Yes I laugh at the haters sometimes I sniff crack like the 80's (white!)
I wont slack till I made it sometimes I get blacked when im angry (yuh)
Yes im emotional, yes I know that my flow is cold
Yeah she like when I pour it slow, then slide in like a ghosted note yaa
I take the beat, take what I speak, throw it together and just let it simmer
But its a damn shame I wake up too fucked up to remember
Chorus
What was that hoes name I do not remember
Did we roll up the whole thing I do not remember
How many hoes did we have to replace I do not remember
How much money did I put in the bank I do not remember
What did I do last night I cannot remember
Get the fuck outa the section you not a member
Drive it straight off the lot you drivin a rental
Is we fuckin or not Im keepin it simple
Verse 2
Keep it simple whatchu into lets get started like an intru
I mean intro my flow cold like smokin menthol 
Bitch im ballin whens the tip off 
Fuck the system till my dick raw
I love drivin by the police so I have someone to flick off - bittcch
Outro
So I have someone to flick off (flick off)
This bitch makin me pissed off (pissed off)
Im declining like her 5th call (bllrr)
Close my phone and drink until my memory is switched off
Dont rememner shit, Dont remember takin first sip (wont remember this)
Lost my bitch? (huh)
And you know I dont give a fuckin shit
Dont remmeber shit(hah) What did we do, What did we do (what what)
Bitch who are you? (aaaauugghh)

I Don't Remember (prod. Don John)

Lyrics:

(Intro)
T gon' fuck it up, T gon' fuck it up, T gon' fuck it up 
(Chorus)
Cause Im in my zone, im in my zone, im in my zone
Quit callin my phone, leave me alone, I'm gettin throwed
Garcia Vega, stuffed to the brim, home grown
Cause Im in my zone, im in my zone, im in my zone
Listen bitch, I know that you miss the dick (i know)
But im in my fuckin zone (uh huh), so handle your business (you wont)
I just cracked a new seal, come take a sip of this
Ill make more than you will, I did the arithmetic (ya - added it up)
(Verse 1)
Add it up, add it up, add it up (add it up add it up, count it bitch ay)
All of these bitches are mad at us (I aint trippin, fuck that shit)
Runnin this shit no quit got stamina (wooh wooh)
New plug up north gettin packages from Canada (eyyy - get it?)
I cant be tamed on the beat,  I cant be named on the street
She actin like she aint starin but that shit is blatent to me
I told the bartender make her a drink, then follow my lead
The whole second floor of this bitch was left vacant for me
I pull down my pants tell her come take a seat
Im what the game has been waiting to see (aaghh)
So I wake up and eat, no time to waste when theres paper to get
And thats always the case so I guess i come back with a case of that shit (gah damn)
So much money comin in I need like two accountants (wait what)
Wheres my fucking weed I just cant do without - why?
(Chorus)
Cause Im in my zone, im in my zone, im in my zone
Quit callin my phone, leave me alone, I'm gettin throwed
Garcia Vega, stuffed to the brim, home grown
Cause Im in my zone, im in my zone, im in my zone
Listen bitch, I know that you miss the dick (i know)
But im in my fuckin zone (uh huh), so handle your business (you wont)
I just cracked a new seal, come take a sip of this
Ill make more than you will, I did the arithmetic (ya - added it up)
(Verse 2)
Added up the digits, wanted to bring all my cash in the club but it just wouldnt fit in my britches this shit is ridiculous
Now a days Im gettin sick of these bitches
Ruin their lives for a dick and some pictures
Cant we go back to the days where I take a bitch fuck and thats it - good riddance
Bet on it imma get in - the guiness, gold tooth never been to the dentist
Lookin at the same judge in the face twice hopin I dont get a sentence (fuck that)
Fuck Rosenberg fuck Fort Bend County, cop in my face two cop cars surroundin
Searched for like 45 minutes till they found it
Man I had less than a gram and a half, still put the cuffs on made me hop in the back
Fuck you too thats all I gotta say, still ride dirty still smoke every day (damn straight)
No one can stop me my music is dropping im oozing in profit you losing just stop it
Im cocky and you lookin sorry im sorry you're not me 
Im eatin this beat like its hibachi (aaggh)
(Chorus)
Cause Im in my zone, im in my zone, im in my zone
Quit callin my phone, leave me alone, I'm gettin throwed
Garcia Vega, stuffed to the brim, home grown
Cause Im in my zone, im in my zone, im in my zone
Listen bitch, I know that you miss the dick (i know)
But im in my fuckin zone (uh huh), so handle your business (you wont)
I just cracked a new seal, come take a sip of this
Ill make more than you will, I did the arithmetic (ya - added it up)
(Outro)
(ay) I told yall it was comin - i told yall this was comin
Now its here - haha

In My Zone

Chorus (x2)
Im goin off the grid
Im goin off the grid
Im goin off the grid
Im goin off the grid
Pull up in drop top
Im takin off the lid
That bitch give me slop top
Then that bitch swallow my kids
Verse 1 
Im goin off the grid, I know the cops are pissed
Cause I gotta lot of shit, I gotta lot of shit -ay
Im running a pharmacy out of my kitchen 
I cant be specific I dont know whos listening
Whatever you need just pull up to the crib if you itchin 
I promise youre gon' get your fix in 
Damn I got too many bitches why you think my phone number always be switching
Plus I dont know which one of yall will start snitching but fuck it the oven is hot so I just put the bricks in
Im on a mission to get it Im always just tryin to get richer like Nixon
And life is a gamble so Im putting all of my chips in 
I pocket the profit and split up the difference 
Chorus 
Im goin off the grid
Im goin off the grid
Im goin off the grid
Im goin off the grid
Pull up in drop top
Im takin off the lid
That bitch give me slop top
Then that bitch swallow my kids
Verse 2
Im goin off the grid 
Im goin off of the radar
I fuck your bitch I dont say sorry
We cannot kick it like Neymar 
I put the beat in a graveyard, all of my weed looks like crayons (all different colors)
I sell my homies that gas for the low, Im a good neighbor like State Farm
Every time I leave the booth, its flaming like James Charles (what do you mean)
Dont worry I only split straight bars (think about it)
Im ballin I play hard, I ball in the playoffs
My phone disconnected it stays off
I hop in my spaceship and take off - T! 
Chorus (x2)
Im goin off the grid
Im goin off the grid
Im goin off the grid
Im goin off the grid
Pull up in drop top
Im takin off the lid
That bitch give me slop top
Then that bitch swallow my kids

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