TheArtist Tz - True Religion Lyrics

I use to rock trues as my religion
Shorty she move with a smith and wesson
And she popping that shit
And she never missing
And she got ass
So she a blessing
And she shaking that shit
When she count the chicken
Nigga the cash
Is always stacking
Baby a angel
Send you to heaven
I got me some money
They caught the message

I use to rock trues as my religion
Shorty she move with a smith and wesson
And she popping that shit
And she never missing
And she got ass
So she a blessing
And she shaking that shit
When she count the chicken
Nigga the cash
Is always stacking
Baby a angel
Send you to heaven
I got me some money
They caught the message

And you know that my niggas up next
And you know that we pop with a tech
Need a couple of glocks in the vest
Cause you know that we never could rest
Cause you know that we going to hard
F*ck that bitch and that pussy to wet
Not a dream and this is not a facade
Freaky bitch and she love giving neck

Freaky bitch and she love giving neck
I ran to a check
When I jumped off the desk
When I f*ck her she say I'm the best
I can't wife the shorty I know it's a test
Fashion model love the way she dress
When she eat me up
She might leave a mess
Them choppas they aim at ya chest
I don't call her back
I'm leaving her fess

And a nigga feel like he in space
When I looked up I seen the stars in the wraith
And she calling my phone for a date
I can't f*ck with shorty the money I chase
And I'm feeling like Nicolas Cage
I look like a torch cause I'm always on blaze
And I trick shot a nigga who hate
Now niggas they asking if I'm joining faze

I just wanna rolly and patek
Get gunned down automatic
These pussy niggas don't static
We caught em lacking
Don't know what happen
Yk my niggas never lacking
They never capping
I got a back end
Yk I spend it up in saks end
Jump in the pool
You know that I'm back in

I'm back in with another life
Got suspended cause I kept a knife
Mama said I wasn't living right
So Im working hard
Working through the night
Smoking cookie higher then kite
Pop a wheelie and I'm on the bike
Pussy boy ain't got no time to fight
Slide on a nigga slide through the night

I use to rock trues as my religion
Shorty she move with a smith and wesson
And she popping that shit
And she never missing
And she got ass
So she a blessing
And she shaking that shit
When she count the chicken
Nigga the cash
Is always stacking
Baby a angel
Send you to heaven
I got me some money
They caught the message

I use to rock trues as my religion
Shorty she move with a smith and wesson
And she popping that shit
And she never missing
And she got ass
So she a blessing
And she shaking that shit
When she count the chicken
Nigga the cash
Is always stacking
Baby a angel
Send you to heaven
I got me some money
They caught the message