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lace fronts - 10ta lil a, 10ta lil tae2 lyrics

started with a hunnid
then i turn into a thousand man
opps never come out they crib, its like they grounded
pass the glock to bro gon pop n*ggas so thats my sense
why these n*ggas tryna steal our flow on some clown sh*t
pull up, do a n*gga greezy on some foul sh*t
we can’t find the opps like they nemo you a clown fish
brodie got the semi*automatic with the sound switch
i get irritated when i’m sitting by a loud b*tch
tweaked out
told her i like her hair she better weave out
bout to f*ck around and rob the plug, and spray the scene down
this a freestyle, i’m a shooter you just rebound
the way we get to slide down your block its like a playground
n*ggas out here wifing on these b*tches that be trifing
i’ve been driving with no license
keep a pole because i ain’t fighting
sh*tting on these n*ggas nah i think i need a diaper
not a rider, if i get inside a plane its going to be private
i’ve been driving i ain’t have no license, i was somewhere private
n*ggas typing we just move in silence, we command violence
brodie smokin on some dodie that comes from the islands
like a pilot i was somewhere flying, i ain’t even lying
pass these n*ggas up i ain’t even trying
i can’t break this sh*t down i think i need a grinder
you a liar, tryna sell some dope, talkin bout is fire
i ain’t buying, n*ggas really chicken throw em’ in a fryer
10 toes i told all my n*ggas we straight
in this sh*t, i got up in a whip, knock him outta state
10 full of shootas, feeling like we go to state
and they never know we slide because we never show our face
pour me up an eight, i was sippin drank
i be in a fit, i’m trya watch out for the snakes
bring me some za he boutta pull up for an eigth
and if he runs off with the bag i’m gonna shoot him in his face
smokin on the dank, uh, rollin up some stank, uh
they keep f*cking with me, but in real life b*tch you can’t
i ain’t have a plate, now a n*gga eating steak lunch
you can’t cop a zip broke n*gga get your cake up
skinny n*gga but your lil b*tch got her face f*cked
i’m the type of n*gga to blow your face up
hit her from the back pull her hair to show her lace fronts
when my n*gga die me and brodie had to face one
b*tch

- 10ta lil a 10ta lil tae2 lyrics

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