tapeonmywrist* - tedonthebeat lyrics
[chorus * tedonthebeat]
uh, i feel like ruining my life
f*ck with me, know my homies got a knife
your sh*t wack, think i’m gonna take your wife
turning up, realest one up in the light
tape on my wrist, looking like a rich b*tch
tape on my wrist, looking like a rich b*tch
tape on my wrist, looking like a rich b*tch
tape on my wrist, looking like a rich b*tch
[verse 1 * tedonthebeat]
switch it up, i guess teddy never miss
flowin’ on my track, b*tch you know i made the beat
leave you full of holes like a cheese, that swiss
my car full of hoes, and they guys, that’s sweet
uh, go too hard, i got a headache
7 albums, all that sh*t just for the fans, ay
never left my prime, you can’t call me drake
i’m stealin’ a line, man they thought i was*
i don’t even think about it
commit a crime every day when i murder this beat
can’t even dream about it
and i can’t blow up, lettin’ y’all gatekeep
thirty minutes all i need, go ahead make a new hit
hundred bands for the beat, and you know that’s me
first song of the year, and i’m leaving it for cheap
i can’t rhyme, bout to hit you with a (bleep)
thirty minutes all i need, go ahead make a new hit
hundred bands for the beat, and you know that’s me
first song of the year, and i’m leaving it for cheap
i always switch the sound, teddy takin’ a new leap
[chorus * tedonthebeat, ]
uh, i feel like ruining my life
f*ck with me, know my homies got a knife
your sh*t wack, think i’m gonna take your wife
turning up, realest one up in the light
tape on my wrist, looking like a rich b*tch
tape on my wrist, looking like a rich b*tch
tape on my wrist, looking like a rich b*tch
tape on my wrist, looking like a rich b*tch
[verse 2 * young wuffy]
sent that b*tch home with a limp, huh
sent that b*tch home with a limp, uh
sent that b*tch home with a limp, know what i’m saying?
man, these hoes, i’m a pimp
like, we really be doing that sh*t
like, we really be droppin’ them hits
if he talkin’ that sh*t he get hit
glock a (boom)
and that b*tch got a d*ck
that b*tch is a nut, why the f*ck would i hit?
and that b*tch is a hoe, she’s a sl*t
there’s not even one reason why i should f*ck
if you walk down know we better put your gun up
and i’m never goin’ down, b*tch, i’m going up
that lil b*tch want me to pay for her lashes
if you wanna race, we can see who the fastest
smokin’ them opps, b*tch i’m smoking they ashes
and ted cookin’ up but he don’t use a pot
if he talk down he get smoked like some pot
[?] down the lot
he tried to run but that n got got
and ted go crazy every time that he drop
Random Song Lyrics :
- siana - dust in mind lyrics
- i. para bellum - paulow lyrics
- reload - cdl beats, redneck jeffrey lyrics
- back to the wall - farnaum lyrics
- 28z - z (of firing squad) lyrics
- ishuri ry'ubuzima - amag the black lyrics
- want me back - the squeakles lyrics
- aqui - alexxfoess lyrics
- as the crow flies - the brothers comatose lyrics
- imperial - aerial ace lyrics