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e b fuckin k - lil tony official lyrics

[intro]
blaow
f*ck
f*ck y’all n*gga ass on, man
haha, tighten up (what?)
yeah, yeah, yeah

[chorus]
real*deal smacker, rubber bands on my glock, can’t buy no grip, get active (baow, baow, baow, baow)
built*in switch, not a [?], f*ck n*gga gon’ clap him (f*ck n*gga gon’ clap him, yeah)
yeah, snake boy felt that zig, he ain’t never get back, n*gga, f*ck your gang, get active (f*ck your gang)
“teekee standin’ on business,” f*ck n*gga, don’t drag it (baow, baow, baow, baow, baow)
yeah, i don’t never get to hoop with n*ggas, these opp*ass n*ggas be playin’ madden
in the last two years, four n*ggas had said, “f*ck gang,” now they all in heaven
i got a fat*ass seventy*five rounds in this drac’, h*ll nah, i will not stop saggin’
hang out the window lit, this fully quake, screamed, “f*ck your gang,” what happened?

[verse]
b*tch, i’m ebk, don’t say we cliqued, n*gga ass get popped for cappin’ (f*ck your gang, n*gga)
p*ssy*ass n*gga tried bark down on me in text, i almost got parked for [?] (baow)
once again, them n*ggas said, “f*ck gang,” caught hot sh*t, check the rap sheet
and if they still living, we gon’ get to ’em, don’t even trip, they gon’ see (n*gga, what? what?)
i heard word around they want me
come and get me, i ain’t duckin’ no wreck
i just bought the gang fullies
lil’ twin upgrade from a k!ll
they think that’s some more n*ggas behind that work, they don’t even know we did that (baow, baow, baow)
b*tch*ass n*gga been tryna contest this sh*t like we won’t push his wig back (baow, baow, baow)
come through, money spread, i’m a young rich n*gga, this sh*t goin’ straight to my head
i dropped a bag on lil’ buddy and threw on some extra to make sure the young n*gga dead
teekee sped, [?] shoot lil’ b*tch in his dreads
b*tch [?], must’ve thought i was scared
yeah, n*gga mad i said f*ck they mans, well, f*ck him again, he dead
your b*tch wasn’t live, i’d clap him again
get to slingin’ this draco on the opp n*gga block [?] i’m pushin’ [?] in his skin
i got the young n*gga [?], lil’ twin tryna f*ck sh*t in
[chorus]
real*deal smacker, rubber bands on my glock, can’t buy no grip, get active (baow, baow, baow, baow)
built*in switch, not a [?], f*ck n*gga gon’ clap him (f*ck n*gga gon’ clap him)
yeah, snake boy felt that zig, he ain’t never get back, n*gga, f*ck your gang, get active (n*gga, f*ck your gang)
“teekee standin’ on business,” f*ck n*gga, don’t drag it (f*ck n*gga, don’t drag it)
i don’t never get to hoop with n*ggas, these opp*ass n*ggas be playin’ madden
in the last two years, four n*ggas had said, “f*ck gang,” now they all in heaven (baow, baow, baow, baow)
i got a fat*ass seventy*five rounds in this drac’, h*ll nah, i will not stop saggin’
hang out the window lit, this fully quake, screamed, “f*ck your gang,” what happened? (n*gga, f*ck your gang, n*gga)

[outro]
do one more

- lil tony official lyrics

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