I done got tired of her, yea I'll switch my hoe up
Yea it's been a bad day, I think I'm finna pour up
Twin took too much Percocets, I think that boy gon' throw up
You ain't even gotta pull up to the show to hear this
She say: "TK, damn you so damn cool, you a lyricist"
The way my brother toat that big ol' 40 he got aim assist
Ugh, I can't f*ck that hoe, yea, I could tell that she the lamest bitch
Choppa finna blow your ass away, I told them "See ya later"
Bitch I'm calculating my rhymes so good, I'm a calculator
She say that she doesn't want me, now she keep on stalking me?
Big ol' glocky came up wit a laser, put a hole in 'em
Yea, they said that my music trash, like, now they trolling?
Yeah
Uh, brand new pack came in, yea, you could tell that's what I'm rolling
They think I smoke cigarettes, like hell Na, I smoke OG, yeah
They say TK blew up too damn fast, can you be my coach, please?
That boy tryna run up on the gang, then he'll get coned quick
I need me a Xanax, need to take me out my zone, yeah
You can see the drip is drippin'
The chain, keep on blingin'
I told that bitch that you can't come, if you ain't bringin' your friends
AK47 on me, finna take your teeth off
Bad lil' bitch say she wanna f*ck me, she wanna take my meat, yeah
Like damn, I- I just want her friend, I'm not even here to meet you
Like she say she wanna take a flick, yea, she wanna take a picture
I done got tired of her, yea I'll switch my hoe up
Yea it's been a bad day, I think I'm finna pour up
Twin took too much Percocets, I think that boy gon' throw up
You ain't even gotta pull up to the show to hear this
She say: "TK, damn you so damn cool, you a lyricist"
The way my brother toat that big ol' 40 he got aim assist
Ugh, I can't f*ck that hoe, yea, I could tell that she the lamest bitch
Choppa finna blow your ass away, I told them "See ya later"
Bitch I'm calculating my rhymes so good, I'm a calculator
She say that she doesn't want me, now she keep on stalking me?
Big ol' glocky came up wit a laser, put a hole in 'em
Yea, they said that my music trash, like, now they trolling?
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I done got tired of her, yea I'll switch my hoe up
Yea it's been a bad day, I think I'm finna pour up
Twin took too much Percocets, I think that boy gon' throw up
You ain't even gotta pull up to the show to hear this
She say: "TK, damn you so damn cool, you a lyricist"
The way my brother toat that big ol' 40 he got aim assist
Ugh, I can't f*ck that hoe, yea, I could tell that she the lamest bitch
Choppa finna blow your ass away, I told them "See ya later"
Bitch I'm calculating my rhymes so good, I'm a calculator
She say that she doesn't want me, now she keep on stalking me?
Big ol' glocky came up wit a laser, put a hole in 'em
Yea, they said that my music trash, like, now they trolling?
Yeah
Uh, brand new pack came in, yea, you could tell that's what I'm rolling
They think I smoke cigarettes, like hell Na, I smoke OG, yeah
They say TK blew up too damn fast, can you be my coach, please?
That boy tryna run up on the gang, then he'll get coned quick
I need me a Xanax, need to take me out my zone, yeah
You can see the drip is drippin'
The chain, keep on blingin'
I told that bitch that you can't come, if you ain't bringin' your friends
AK47 on me, finna take your teeth off
Bad lil' bitch say she wanna f*ck me, she wanna take my meat, yeah
Like damn, I- I just want her friend, I'm not even here to meet you
Like she say she wanna take a flick, yea, she wanna take a picture
I done got tired of her, yea I'll switch my hoe up
Yea it's been a bad day, I think I'm finna pour up
Twin took too much Percocets, I think that boy gon' throw up
You ain't even gotta pull up to the show to hear this
She say: "TK, damn you so damn cool, you a lyricist"
The way my brother toat that big ol' 40 he got aim assist
Ugh, I can't f*ck that hoe, yea, I could tell that she the lamest bitch
Choppa finna blow your ass away, I told them "See ya later"
Bitch I'm calculating my rhymes so good, I'm a calculator
She say that she doesn't want me, now she keep on stalking me?
Big ol' glocky came up wit a laser, put a hole in 'em
Yea, they said that my music trash, like, now they trolling?
Yea it's been a bad day, I think I'm finna pour up
Twin took too much Percocets, I think that boy gon' throw up
You ain't even gotta pull up to the show to hear this
She say: "TK, damn you so damn cool, you a lyricist"
The way my brother toat that big ol' 40 he got aim assist
Ugh, I can't f*ck that hoe, yea, I could tell that she the lamest bitch
Choppa finna blow your ass away, I told them "See ya later"
Bitch I'm calculating my rhymes so good, I'm a calculator
She say that she doesn't want me, now she keep on stalking me?
Big ol' glocky came up wit a laser, put a hole in 'em
Yea, they said that my music trash, like, now they trolling?
Yeah
Uh, brand new pack came in, yea, you could tell that's what I'm rolling
They think I smoke cigarettes, like hell Na, I smoke OG, yeah
They say TK blew up too damn fast, can you be my coach, please?
That boy tryna run up on the gang, then he'll get coned quick
I need me a Xanax, need to take me out my zone, yeah
You can see the drip is drippin'
The chain, keep on blingin'
I told that bitch that you can't come, if you ain't bringin' your friends
AK47 on me, finna take your teeth off
Bad lil' bitch say she wanna f*ck me, she wanna take my meat, yeah
Like damn, I- I just want her friend, I'm not even here to meet you
Like she say she wanna take a flick, yea, she wanna take a picture
I done got tired of her, yea I'll switch my hoe up
Yea it's been a bad day, I think I'm finna pour up
Twin took too much Percocets, I think that boy gon' throw up
You ain't even gotta pull up to the show to hear this
She say: "TK, damn you so damn cool, you a lyricist"
The way my brother toat that big ol' 40 he got aim assist
Ugh, I can't f*ck that hoe, yea, I could tell that she the lamest bitch
Choppa finna blow your ass away, I told them "See ya later"
Bitch I'm calculating my rhymes so good, I'm a calculator
She say that she doesn't want me, now she keep on stalking me?
Big ol' glocky came up wit a laser, put a hole in 'em
Yea, they said that my music trash, like, now they trolling?
Writer: Ernests Strenga
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