Yeah, uh huh
Uh
Aye it's 4FE x Mafia nigga
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Big four seven in this bitch we know to make shit freeze
Redbone with some curly hair, Ass fat as f*ck, and she petite
Don't get it f*cked up, My aim is too accurate, don't need a beam
We chasing green and pink and blue, Shit get bloody, leave red on the scene
Ten times out of ten I get a hunnid then times it by ten
New ball and I slapped it up The police don't like it, do it again
Posted in the doorway, you can't get it, We creep with FNs
Posted in the doorway, you can't get it, We creep with FNs
I brought out the tensions, Bronem at the door with FNs
No he ain't no kin, So when I see you, I'm gon' buck this ten
Heard that nigga said he miss his friend Well tell that nigga spin
Burnt up the Durango So I told big cuz bring out the Benz
Mafia clique with 4FE no do man cuz I wanna fee
Say he want to smoke with me? How many opps fit on a tee
Drop a song about some beef, Won't do shit, put you in a leaf
Nereio, Smoove O, and me, Like the big three, can't duck his heat
Big four seven in this bitch we know to make shit freeze
Redbone with some curly hair, Ass fat as f*ck, and she petite
Don't get it f*cked up, My aim is too accurate, don't need a beam
We chasing green and pink and blue, Shit get bloody, leave red on the scene
Ten times out of ten I get a hunnid then times it by ten
New ball and I slapped it up The police don't like it, do it again
We stay Posted in the doorway, you can't get it, We creep with FNs
We stay Posted in the doorway, you can't get it, We creep with FNs
I say, Stop, these niggas rats, they must like cops
You see these bitches in my whip They tryna get high, don't break the box
No it ain't pressure, if you up your pipe You gon' get put on Fox
Went through some obstacles in life, I push that shit down knock the blocks over
Should I cop a AMG or should I cop that Range Rover
Been ballin' on these niggas for so long, I need my take over
Different color money in this knot, it look like Crayola
Made a vow, I can't go back to sleep until my days over
That's infinite, 392, truck back to back, I'm drifting it
Some say it's a relay to the pape, bitch Mafia winning it
We been legit, thinkin' Trey won't shoot for me, he flippin' shit
I know if I go broke today, Lil' Sam gon' be shippin' shit
I just made ten on my ass, these niggas ain't even got that stash
Blowin' wood, stompin' the gas, Vroom check the dash, hope I don't crash
Bro, say yo' shit there go task, Hop out on feet, ain't gon' be last
Swipe this card, make this quick cash, We gon' hit sacks then bust they ass
Band for band or jeans for jeans, I got Amiri's on
I got a big heart, put on Chrome Heart, with Comme Des Garçons
If you is my bitch, you can't get shit if you don't know my song
That's just how it is, f*ck how you feel, better get the f*ck on
Ayy, say, say I said it's 4FE x Mafia
You must ain't heard me the first time
You must not know who I am, nigga, I'm TwoFace, I'm Tayiziian
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Big four seven in this bitch we know to make shit freeze
Long live Charlie Hustle
tayizian - Band for Band (feat. Stix) Lyrics
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Yeah, uh huh
Uh
Aye it's 4FE x Mafia nigga
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Big four seven in this bitch we know to make shit freeze
Redbone with some curly hair, Ass fat as f*ck, and she petite
Don't get it f*cked up, My aim is too accurate, don't need a beam
We chasing green and pink and blue, Shit get bloody, leave red on the scene
Ten times out of ten I get a hunnid then times it by ten
New ball and I slapped it up The police don't like it, do it again
Posted in the doorway, you can't get it, We creep with FNs
Posted in the doorway, you can't get it, We creep with FNs
I brought out the tensions, Bronem at the door with FNs
No he ain't no kin, So when I see you, I'm gon' buck this ten
Heard that nigga said he miss his friend Well tell that nigga spin
Burnt up the Durango So I told big cuz bring out the Benz
Mafia clique with 4FE no do man cuz I wanna fee
Say he want to smoke with me? How many opps fit on a tee
Drop a song about some beef, Won't do shit, put you in a leaf
Nereio, Smoove O, and me, Like the big three, can't duck his heat
Big four seven in this bitch we know to make shit freeze
Redbone with some curly hair, Ass fat as f*ck, and she petite
Don't get it f*cked up, My aim is too accurate, don't need a beam
We chasing green and pink and blue, Shit get bloody, leave red on the scene
Ten times out of ten I get a hunnid then times it by ten
New ball and I slapped it up The police don't like it, do it again
We stay Posted in the doorway, you can't get it, We creep with FNs
We stay Posted in the doorway, you can't get it, We creep with FNs
I say, Stop, these niggas rats, they must like cops
You see these bitches in my whip They tryna get high, don't break the box
No it ain't pressure, if you up your pipe You gon' get put on Fox
Went through some obstacles in life, I push that shit down knock the blocks over
Should I cop a AMG or should I cop that Range Rover
Been ballin' on these niggas for so long, I need my take over
Different color money in this knot, it look like Crayola
Made a vow, I can't go back to sleep until my days over
That's infinite, 392, truck back to back, I'm drifting it
Some say it's a relay to the pape, bitch Mafia winning it
We been legit, thinkin' Trey won't shoot for me, he flippin' shit
I know if I go broke today, Lil' Sam gon' be shippin' shit
I just made ten on my ass, these niggas ain't even got that stash
Blowin' wood, stompin' the gas, Vroom check the dash, hope I don't crash
Bro, say yo' shit there go task, Hop out on feet, ain't gon' be last
Swipe this card, make this quick cash, We gon' hit sacks then bust they ass
Band for band or jeans for jeans, I got Amiri's on
I got a big heart, put on Chrome Heart, with Comme Des Garçons
If you is my bitch, you can't get shit if you don't know my song
That's just how it is, f*ck how you feel, better get the f*ck on
Ayy, say, say I said it's 4FE x Mafia
You must ain't heard me the first time
You must not know who I am, nigga, I'm TwoFace, I'm Tayiziian
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Big four seven in this bitch we know to make shit freeze
Long live Charlie Hustle
Uh
Aye it's 4FE x Mafia nigga
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Big four seven in this bitch we know to make shit freeze
Redbone with some curly hair, Ass fat as f*ck, and she petite
Don't get it f*cked up, My aim is too accurate, don't need a beam
We chasing green and pink and blue, Shit get bloody, leave red on the scene
Ten times out of ten I get a hunnid then times it by ten
New ball and I slapped it up The police don't like it, do it again
Posted in the doorway, you can't get it, We creep with FNs
Posted in the doorway, you can't get it, We creep with FNs
I brought out the tensions, Bronem at the door with FNs
No he ain't no kin, So when I see you, I'm gon' buck this ten
Heard that nigga said he miss his friend Well tell that nigga spin
Burnt up the Durango So I told big cuz bring out the Benz
Mafia clique with 4FE no do man cuz I wanna fee
Say he want to smoke with me? How many opps fit on a tee
Drop a song about some beef, Won't do shit, put you in a leaf
Nereio, Smoove O, and me, Like the big three, can't duck his heat
Big four seven in this bitch we know to make shit freeze
Redbone with some curly hair, Ass fat as f*ck, and she petite
Don't get it f*cked up, My aim is too accurate, don't need a beam
We chasing green and pink and blue, Shit get bloody, leave red on the scene
Ten times out of ten I get a hunnid then times it by ten
New ball and I slapped it up The police don't like it, do it again
We stay Posted in the doorway, you can't get it, We creep with FNs
We stay Posted in the doorway, you can't get it, We creep with FNs
I say, Stop, these niggas rats, they must like cops
You see these bitches in my whip They tryna get high, don't break the box
No it ain't pressure, if you up your pipe You gon' get put on Fox
Went through some obstacles in life, I push that shit down knock the blocks over
Should I cop a AMG or should I cop that Range Rover
Been ballin' on these niggas for so long, I need my take over
Different color money in this knot, it look like Crayola
Made a vow, I can't go back to sleep until my days over
That's infinite, 392, truck back to back, I'm drifting it
Some say it's a relay to the pape, bitch Mafia winning it
We been legit, thinkin' Trey won't shoot for me, he flippin' shit
I know if I go broke today, Lil' Sam gon' be shippin' shit
I just made ten on my ass, these niggas ain't even got that stash
Blowin' wood, stompin' the gas, Vroom check the dash, hope I don't crash
Bro, say yo' shit there go task, Hop out on feet, ain't gon' be last
Swipe this card, make this quick cash, We gon' hit sacks then bust they ass
Band for band or jeans for jeans, I got Amiri's on
I got a big heart, put on Chrome Heart, with Comme Des Garçons
If you is my bitch, you can't get shit if you don't know my song
That's just how it is, f*ck how you feel, better get the f*ck on
Ayy, say, say I said it's 4FE x Mafia
You must ain't heard me the first time
You must not know who I am, nigga, I'm TwoFace, I'm Tayiziian
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Big four seven in this bitch we know to make shit freeze
Long live Charlie Hustle
Writer: Da’Vonte Channel
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid