period - lil tony official lyrics
[intro]
(young smoove made this ho, n*gga)
(say, jesto, this motherf*cker trim)
come on, haha
man, what the f*ck?
this f*cker trim
mhm, okay, okay, uh*huh
[chorus]
yeah, n*gga, i’m overly geekin’
i’m in the hotspot, deep down in the trap spot
we got the dope out, f*ck n*gga walk out, i hit ’em, i hit ’em
lil’ tkey double down, two glocks
i wan’ renegade sh*t like 2pac
overly rich, get a f*ck n*gga drenched
hit my phone, what it is? draw down, we can shoot out, yeah
yeah, haha
these seats white, b*tch, don’t call me on your period
i’m rich, so don’t talk ’bout your ex, that’s period
[verse]
(b*tch, what? don’t try me like that)
hmm, what?
the b*tch donе went through my phone, she wеird
this rappin’ be f*ckin’ my head up, i can’t think clear
yeah, yeah, haha, yeah
fifty thousand all dubs, i don’t need a hug, i just like to pop my sh*t
these n*ggas be broke tryna beef, i don’t get it
this money right here dirty, i’m tryna spend it fast as i can
bankroll full of blues and greens, i got this off of percs and lean
d*ck all inside the ho back, i’m tryna rearrange the ho spleen
three cars, four spots, h*lla money, n*gga, i ain’t nothin’ but nineteen
i be gettin’ paper, n*ggas d*ck*ridin’, i don’t really care, i’m icy
sun gazin’, smokin’ good ‘za, n*gga broke, can’t even sightsee
spent a little extra on that motherf*cker, this is not a regular white tee
n*gga mad i charged him for the feat’, ‘fore the rap, i was that inside the street
dej loaf, get a n*gga offed if he ever think he finna try me
[interlude]
no cap
bah, bah, bah*bah*bah (baow, baow)
bring your b*tch ass here, hah (come here, for real, for real), b*tch
gang, gang, gang
bring your b*tch ass here
[chorus]
yeah, n*gga, i’m overly geekin’
i’m in the hotspot, deep down in the trap spot
we got the dope out, f*ck n*gga walk out, i hit ’em, i hit ’em (what?)
lil’ tkey double down, two glocks
i wan’ renegade sh*t like 2pac
overly rich, get a f*ck n*gga drenched
hit my phone, what it is? draw down, we can shoot out, yeah
yeah, haha
these seats white, b*tch, don’t call me on your period
i’m rich, so don’t talk ’bout your ex, that’s period
[outro]
don’t call em on your period, ho
please don’t, ho, for real
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