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smith & wesson - 279tyler lyrics

[intro]
yeah, yeah
you f*ckin’ with new trap radio, b*tch

[chorus]
get to the money, i get to it quick
no i can’t stop yeah, no i can’t quit
you ain’t get money yeah, just quit it
flexin’ like i was into fitness
gettin’ this money, like i run a business
how i get this guap ain’t none of your business
broke boy, you still countin’ up pennies
b*tch wanna f*ck and she ain’t never met me
yeah she lovin’ me, she always texting me
why that b*tch be tryna stress me
sippin’ drank yeah, it’s refreshing
haters on my pagе, yeah they stay refrеshing
got some bad b*tches in my mentions
don’t care what they say i stay flexin’
yeah, yeah, pull up with a smith & wesson

[verse]
pull up with a smith & wesson, yeah
taking his head right off, uh
f*ck around, put the lean in my voss
you broke, still shoppin’ up at ross
you gone have to pay, if you want the sauce
serving these junkies, i do that a lot
smoking this backwood, i do that a lot
can’t f*ck with that b*tch, she wearing crocs
rob my plug, yeah did that boy bogus
you can’t trust me, i been told ’em
and them poles i’m gonna tote ’em
gun him down, and then dispose ’em
pints, coming in by the dozen
sip through that sh*t like it’s nothing
this real lean this not no tussin
roll another wood up, that sh*t bussin’
it’s bussin, it’s bussin, it’s bussin
yeah the glocks they bussin’
why the opps they fussin’?
pull up, end of discussion
pull up end of discussion
i only do them money discussions
turn this b*tch to call of duty no russian
pull out the k and the opps start rushing
shots to the neck, got the blood gushing
shoot at the opps like i was hunting
everyday, yeah, i’m still hustling
everyday, yeah, you still frontin’
[chorus]
get to the money, i get to it quick
no i can’t stop yeah, no i can’t quit
you ain’t get money yeah, just quit it
flexin’ like i was into fitness
gettin’ this money, like i run a business
how i get this guap ain’t none of your business
broke boy, you still countin’ up pennies
b*tch wanna f*ck and she ain’t never met me
yeah she lovin’ me, she always texting me
why that b*tch be tryna stress me
sippin’ drank yeah, it’s refreshing
haters on my page, yeah they stay refreshing
got some bad b*tches in my mentions
don’t care what they say i stay flexin’
yeah, yeah, pull up with a smith & wesson

[outro]
pull up with a smith & wesson, yeah
taking his head right off, uh
f*ck around, put the lean in my voss
you broke, still shoppin’ up at ross

- 279tyler lyrics

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