Tactical Nuke Incoming
Hello? I'd like to report a disturbance
Jay L 805 and Cho$en are terrorizing my house again
Ay Jay L, make sure not to burn the house down
Hold on...
ChoSen
Jay L
Frozen
Aydoh
I think they're saying something...
Imma see if I have some Chapstick or something real quick
Bitch I spit shit so dope
I might make you overdose
And we deep with no fellows
On her knees I'm like hello
We screaming you don't want smoke
Like a nuke we gon f*cking blow
And why you sleep on us hoe
Mob T.O. ain't no Melrose
Bitch it's Jay L and Cho
Who hot as us
You don't know
Ay coast to coast I gotta go
Put my wrist is on the froze
They watching me, strike a pose
This shit a flick, ain't no show
Bitches tripping, pressing me
I called a nuke up on my phone
Hello
Bitch I'm snapping like a Mustard beat
From lightskin Lil Wayne
Bitch I'm slapping on production
They like "Ooh is he ok"
From Whitby to the Bay
They know that he don't play
These rappers think they hot like Cheetos
Bitch I'm hip hop Frito Lay
F*ck what you think
These rappers talking
They ain't bout no action
I say I'm the shit
And then I'm gon back it
Going on 600 beats I ain't capping
He tried to do a beat a week, he tapping
Ain't seen the studio lately
You slacking
Bitch start making moves
I just killed 8 beats in a row
17 More Imma call me a nuke, hoe
Bitch I spit shit so dope
I might make you overdose
And we deep with no fellows
On her knees I'm like hello
We screaming you don't want smoke
Like a nuke we gon f*cking blow
And why you sleep on us hoe?
Mob T.O. ain't no Melrose
Bitch it's Jay L and Cho
Who hot as us
You don't know
Ay coast to coast I gotta go
Put my wrist is on the froze
They watching me, strike a pose
This shit a flick, ain't no show
Bitches tripping, pressing me
I called a nuke up on my phone
Hello
Yuh, ay, yuh, ay
You need to practice
Cannot attack this
You on some trash shit
Hearing you capping on all of this rap shit
Imma be running it up on some mad shit
I got the pack in, and I'm filling it up
Racks in, while you picking up ones
Back in, and I'm running the funds
Can't f*ck with these hoes
Cuz I gotta go up
These bitches ain't worth it for certain
Ain't give in to urges I'm certain
These bitches ain't working they cursed
Ain't f*cking with you as a person
Never been up for these urges
Imma be splurging
All of you hurting, ay
I gotta get it for certain
Gotta be urgent
If we be working, ay
Bitch I spit shit so dope
I might make you overdose
And we deep with no fellows
On her knees I'm like hello
We screaming you don't want smoke
Like a nuke we gon f*cking blow
And why you sleep on us hoe?
Mob T.O. ain't no Melrose
Bitch it's Jay L and Cho
Who hot as us
You don't know
Ay coast to coast I gotta go
Put my wrist is on the froze
They watching me, strike a pose
This shit a flick, ain't no show
Bitches tripping, pressing me
I called a nuke up on my phone
Hello
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Tactical Nuke Incoming
Hello? I'd like to report a disturbance
Jay L 805 and Cho$en are terrorizing my house again
Ay Jay L, make sure not to burn the house down
Hold on...
ChoSen
Jay L
Frozen
Aydoh
I think they're saying something...
Imma see if I have some Chapstick or something real quick
Bitch I spit shit so dope
I might make you overdose
And we deep with no fellows
On her knees I'm like hello
We screaming you don't want smoke
Like a nuke we gon f*cking blow
And why you sleep on us hoe
Mob T.O. ain't no Melrose
Bitch it's Jay L and Cho
Who hot as us
You don't know
Ay coast to coast I gotta go
Put my wrist is on the froze
They watching me, strike a pose
This shit a flick, ain't no show
Bitches tripping, pressing me
I called a nuke up on my phone
Hello
Bitch I'm snapping like a Mustard beat
From lightskin Lil Wayne
Bitch I'm slapping on production
They like "Ooh is he ok"
From Whitby to the Bay
They know that he don't play
These rappers think they hot like Cheetos
Bitch I'm hip hop Frito Lay
F*ck what you think
These rappers talking
They ain't bout no action
I say I'm the shit
And then I'm gon back it
Going on 600 beats I ain't capping
He tried to do a beat a week, he tapping
Ain't seen the studio lately
You slacking
Bitch start making moves
I just killed 8 beats in a row
17 More Imma call me a nuke, hoe
Bitch I spit shit so dope
I might make you overdose
And we deep with no fellows
On her knees I'm like hello
We screaming you don't want smoke
Like a nuke we gon f*cking blow
And why you sleep on us hoe?
Mob T.O. ain't no Melrose
Bitch it's Jay L and Cho
Who hot as us
You don't know
Ay coast to coast I gotta go
Put my wrist is on the froze
They watching me, strike a pose
This shit a flick, ain't no show
Bitches tripping, pressing me
I called a nuke up on my phone
Hello
Yuh, ay, yuh, ay
You need to practice
Cannot attack this
You on some trash shit
Hearing you capping on all of this rap shit
Imma be running it up on some mad shit
I got the pack in, and I'm filling it up
Racks in, while you picking up ones
Back in, and I'm running the funds
Can't f*ck with these hoes
Cuz I gotta go up
These bitches ain't worth it for certain
Ain't give in to urges I'm certain
These bitches ain't working they cursed
Ain't f*cking with you as a person
Never been up for these urges
Imma be splurging
All of you hurting, ay
I gotta get it for certain
Gotta be urgent
If we be working, ay
Bitch I spit shit so dope
I might make you overdose
And we deep with no fellows
On her knees I'm like hello
We screaming you don't want smoke
Like a nuke we gon f*cking blow
And why you sleep on us hoe?
Mob T.O. ain't no Melrose
Bitch it's Jay L and Cho
Who hot as us
You don't know
Ay coast to coast I gotta go
Put my wrist is on the froze
They watching me, strike a pose
This shit a flick, ain't no show
Bitches tripping, pressing me
I called a nuke up on my phone
Hello
Hello? I'd like to report a disturbance
Jay L 805 and Cho$en are terrorizing my house again
Ay Jay L, make sure not to burn the house down
Hold on...
ChoSen
Jay L
Frozen
Aydoh
I think they're saying something...
Imma see if I have some Chapstick or something real quick
Bitch I spit shit so dope
I might make you overdose
And we deep with no fellows
On her knees I'm like hello
We screaming you don't want smoke
Like a nuke we gon f*cking blow
And why you sleep on us hoe
Mob T.O. ain't no Melrose
Bitch it's Jay L and Cho
Who hot as us
You don't know
Ay coast to coast I gotta go
Put my wrist is on the froze
They watching me, strike a pose
This shit a flick, ain't no show
Bitches tripping, pressing me
I called a nuke up on my phone
Hello
Bitch I'm snapping like a Mustard beat
From lightskin Lil Wayne
Bitch I'm slapping on production
They like "Ooh is he ok"
From Whitby to the Bay
They know that he don't play
These rappers think they hot like Cheetos
Bitch I'm hip hop Frito Lay
F*ck what you think
These rappers talking
They ain't bout no action
I say I'm the shit
And then I'm gon back it
Going on 600 beats I ain't capping
He tried to do a beat a week, he tapping
Ain't seen the studio lately
You slacking
Bitch start making moves
I just killed 8 beats in a row
17 More Imma call me a nuke, hoe
Bitch I spit shit so dope
I might make you overdose
And we deep with no fellows
On her knees I'm like hello
We screaming you don't want smoke
Like a nuke we gon f*cking blow
And why you sleep on us hoe?
Mob T.O. ain't no Melrose
Bitch it's Jay L and Cho
Who hot as us
You don't know
Ay coast to coast I gotta go
Put my wrist is on the froze
They watching me, strike a pose
This shit a flick, ain't no show
Bitches tripping, pressing me
I called a nuke up on my phone
Hello
Yuh, ay, yuh, ay
You need to practice
Cannot attack this
You on some trash shit
Hearing you capping on all of this rap shit
Imma be running it up on some mad shit
I got the pack in, and I'm filling it up
Racks in, while you picking up ones
Back in, and I'm running the funds
Can't f*ck with these hoes
Cuz I gotta go up
These bitches ain't worth it for certain
Ain't give in to urges I'm certain
These bitches ain't working they cursed
Ain't f*cking with you as a person
Never been up for these urges
Imma be splurging
All of you hurting, ay
I gotta get it for certain
Gotta be urgent
If we be working, ay
Bitch I spit shit so dope
I might make you overdose
And we deep with no fellows
On her knees I'm like hello
We screaming you don't want smoke
Like a nuke we gon f*cking blow
And why you sleep on us hoe?
Mob T.O. ain't no Melrose
Bitch it's Jay L and Cho
Who hot as us
You don't know
Ay coast to coast I gotta go
Put my wrist is on the froze
They watching me, strike a pose
This shit a flick, ain't no show
Bitches tripping, pressing me
I called a nuke up on my phone
Hello
Writer: Jake Lunn, Michael Cho
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid