That is not your twin, that's just a fine.
Diamonds on my wrist, yeah, yeah.
Bitches shed a time, bitch, I'm not a tourist, but I swear I run the check now.
We get dinner on my body, we didn't fit the dollar signs.
I just want to talk all on the neck, it's a feel time.
My shooter like Tain Davis, bitch, don't take your head off.
Mini Draco with the red dot, I'ma sign that boy like ketchup.
She don't care cause she just fell, slimey girl, he got vendetta.
Rocker guns, we got Beretta, you still talking, come and get it.
My boy, he got a switch, he put it on the tech, it's metal.
Bitch, my five star figures without five star bitches.
It's okay, I never left, but you take bullets to the chest.
It's okay, I'll be fine, I take my pain right to my head.
I got 10 racks to my left, Eddie Dooley, that's my boy, he put my songs right on
the map.
Boy, you know I done that shit, you know I failed on my test.
If you want to play this game, you might just take one to the head.
But she blowing up my phone, you know that bitch is just a fan.
I thought you just shut the fuck up and just listen to my class, or you gonna be
left for dead.
Left for dead, left for dead.
Bitch, I'm not a tourist, but I swear I run the check now.
We get dinner on my body, we didn't fit the dollar signs.
I just want to talk all on the neck, it's a feel time.
My shooter like Tain Davis, bitch, don't take your head off.
Mini Draco with the red dot, I'ma sign that boy like ketchup.
She don't care cause she just fell, slimey girl, he got vendetta.
Rocker guns, we got Beretta, you still talking, come and get it.
My boy, he got a switch, he put it on the tech, it's metal.
Bitch, my five star figures without five star bitches.
It's okay, I never left, but you take bullets to the chest.
It's okay, I'll be fine, I take my pain right to my head.
I got 10 racks to my left, Eddie Dooley, that's my boy, he put my songs right on
the map.
Boy, you know I done that shit, you know I failed on my test.
If you want to play this game, you might just take one to the head.
But she blowing up my phone, you know that bitch is just a fan.
Bitch, I'm not a tourist, but I swear I run the check now.
We get dinner on my body, we didn't fit the dollar signs.
I just want to talk all on the neck, it's a feel time.
My shooter like Tain Davis, bitch, don't take your head off.
Mini Draco with the red dot, I'ma sign that boy like ketchup.
She don't care cause she just fell, slimey girl, he got vendetta.
Rocker guns, we got Beretta, you still talking, come and get it.
My boy, he got a switch, he put it on the tech, it's metal.
Bitch, my five star figures without five star bitches.
It's okay, I never left, but you take bullets to the chest.
It's okay, I'll be fine, I take my pain right to my head.
I got 10 racks to my left, Eddie Dooley, that's my boy, he put my songs right on
the map.
Boy, you know I done that shit, you know I failed on my test.
If you want to play this game, you might just take one to the head.
But she blowing up my phone, you know that bitch is just a fan.

TECC

This is a certified hood classic.
Damn, son, where'd you find this?
Bitch ain't what I did.
I'm about to put an extra G.
Bitch, I'm out here, it's real.
Just a fan, bitch, not my friend.
Not my friend.
Bitch, don't hop on my way, I serve you.
Bitch, I was mad as shit, so pussy shot real bad, I know he hurting.
I just go nuts.
Bitch got money, I'm coming in up.
Bitch, bitch, go down.
Bitch, go up.
Like, what the fuck is in my cup?
And half the place I fuck it up.
It's good from God, you know it's poppin'.
Bruh, bruh, bruh.
They say it, bruh, bruh, bruh.
Yeah, that gun so big is bug.
Uh, uh.
I just say what it is.
Bitch so bad, I fuck friends.
Bitch, I'm not gon' tell on you.

Bitch, I'm not gon' tell on you.
Bitch, you sayin' what I did.
I'm about to put an extra G.
Bitch, I'm out here, it's real.
Just a fan, bitch, not my friend.
Not my friend.
Bitch, don't hop on my way, I serve you.
Bitch, I was mad as shit, so pussy shot real bad, I know he hurting.
I just go nuts.
Bitch got money, I'm coming in up.
Bitch, bitch, go down.
Bitch, go up.
Like, what the fuck is in my cup?
And half the place I fuck it up.
It's good from God, you know it's poppin'.
Like what beast you in?
Laced up, talk about I see me winning.
This so small, but the edge it is.
Hop on a train to go follow my friend.
This with me so deep.
You say it's bad, but it's one-sided.
Get back, bitch, with the big guy red.
Boy, I'ma side, you can see it.
This is a certified hood classic.
Damn, son, where'd you find this?
This song?
This song?

I been sitting on the X-Box,
 I been sitting on the X-Box, E.T.
been sitting at the dealership, in the X-Box, E.T.
been in the backseat, backseat of the bus, I was driving, I was driving, I was

driving, I was driving, I was driving, I was driving, I was driving, I was

driving, I was driving, I was driving, I was driving, I was driving, I was

driving, I was driving, I was driving, I was driving, I was driving, I was

driving, I was driving, I was driving, I was driving, I was driving, I was

driving, I was driving, I was driving, I was driving, I was driving, I was

driving, I was driving, I was driving, I was driving, I was driving, I was



driving, I was driving, I was driving, I was driving, I was driving, I was

driving, I was driving, I was driving, I was driving, I was driving, I was

driving, I was driving, I was driving, I was driving, I was driving, I was

driving, I was driving, I was driving, I was driving, I was driving, I was

driving, I was driving, I was driving, I was driving, I was driving, I was

driving, I was driving, I was driving, I was driving, I was driving,

This track is not available anymore.

Other tracks from LacedJit (@1christian1_)