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fold on me like chairs - tunnaa lyrics

[intro]

it gets worse

yah

[hook * tunnaa]

i’ma rinse out this b*tch, like, yeah (yeah)
they folding on me like some chairs (trap music, b*tch)
i’m f*ckin’ this b*tch, pull her hair
pull up on me, say your prayers (yeah)
who is that b*tch over there (yah)
i’ma take her back to the lair
pull up on you take your land
i’m in jose with my clan

i can’t decide* kel*tec or the f & n (get that b*tch outta here)
posted up with my branch (my branch)
t’d up with my branch (yah)
robe on me like the klan (yah)

try to roll on me and you dead (yah)
fifty on me i don’t bench
fifty on me like afghanistan
pop that lil boy like a xan (yup)

runnin’ from me boy, stop playin’ (nope)
shoot that boy down like a plane
i’m in his crib, monsters inc
he too slow off the lean, jugg that boy off the drink (jugg)

i’ma rinse out this b*tch, like, yeah (jugg)
they folding on me like some chairs (jugg)
they fold on me like
they fold don me like chairs

i’ma rinse out this b*tch, like, yeah
they folding on me like some chairs
[bridge * tunnaa]

i’m f*ckin’ this b*tch, pull her hair (this is real trap music)
pull up on me, say your prayers

who is that b*tch over there
i’ma take her back to the lair
pull up on you take your land
i’m in jose with my clan

i can’t decide* kel*tec or the f & n

accepted fate

[verse * no.007]

all of my n*ggas been left for dead
look at the clip on the fn
this b*tch act like she cheated on me
n*ggas act like they changed on me

and she wanna leave her brains on me
007 lucky number on me
this b*tch wanna have a slumber party (trap music b*tch)

parley day we sippin’ strong
yeah, smoke my own tooth, that’s that serum (we love castin’ spells)
homie made the synth right on serum
wanna get some new jeans, comme des garcon (lock that boy up)
i’m og n*gga, i rip jj336
rpg lil n*gga, this sh*t make you sh*t bricks (castastrophe)
that’s that o, that’s that zero, n*gga
that’s that six six (man, you already know who in the cut, it’s ash blossom, ashtray)

(accepted fate)
(mind your business, wench)

why these n*ggas hatin’ on me
i flip the brick so quick

[end of verse * tunnaa]

i see the fake through the prints
she feelin’ me like a prince
lookin’ at her through the glint
hittin’ that boy with the glih (we’re comin’ for the whole universe, b*tch, for the whole world, yeah)
[hook * tunnaa]

i’ma rinse out this b*tch, like, yeah (yeah)
they folding on me like some chairs (and we love castin’ spells)
i’m f*ckin’ this b*tch, pull her hair
pull up on me, say your prayers (yah)

who is that b*tch over there (yah, this sh*t is heat)
i’ma take her back to the lair
pull up on you take your land
i’m in jose with my clan

i can’t decide* kel*tec or the f & n (and remember… no prisoners)
posted up with my branch (my branch)
t’d up with my branch (yah)
robe on me like the klan (yeah)

try to roll on me and you dead (yah)
fifty on me i don’t bench
fifty on me like afghanistan
pop that lil boy like a xan (lock that boy up)

runnin’ from me boy, stop playin’
shoot that boy down like a plane (this is real trap music)
i’m in his crib, monsters inc
he too slow off the lean, jugg that boy off the drink

[outro]

it gets worse
get that b*tch outta here
we’re coming for the whole universe, b*tch
for the whole world

- tunnaa lyrics

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