bossman horse - tactical lyrics
[verse 1: bossman horse]
yea we back moving real tactical
yall n+ggas know how we play
foreigns they back to back up on the avenue
no we ain’t letting it slide
it might take some time
but ima get back at you
lately i been on my grind
i’m on different time i might blow a bag or two
yall n+ggas p+ssy yall dojas
she see the gang and throw it up
she tryna roll wit the rovers
move wit’ the movers she see the glo up
you know what it is yea baby girl yea
im feeling like pee let me coach you
i’m taking my time i’m stumbling words
yea double cup when i approach you
yea i had to switch the flo up
you said you got it then sho up
remember she fronted didn’t kno us
im wit’ the gang wit’ glo up
i’ma get on it’s gon’ take some time
i got the hood up on my shoulders
i got some n+ggas thats facing time
they told me don’t wait just go up
how they dont want me to blow up
n+gga you know i’ma blow up
n+gga you know i won’t slow up
n+gga yea i got my dough up
b+tches all on my line i f+ck ’em
i get em around i throw em up
no i can’t pay her no mind i stay on my grind
my shows been going up
hold up hold up hold up hold up
we drop rakes when we roll up
[verse 2: billydntshootem]
she sucking my d+ck
and i’m pulling her bang yadigg
then i dash damon kid
throw up the rock like my name is jig
christopher wallace you come to my city
you hearing my name is big
bad boy kno they hate the kid
they wanna hit me up
san antonia i’m pushing a spur bentley truck
they know we balling n+gga
duncan i go above the rim
they calling me tim
i’m giving this bank a shot
m&t bank couldn’t wait to drop
wondering when all the hating stop
hop inside the drop
she gimmie the drop and im dropping his ceiling
it’s a shame all the money and k!lling
the k!lling for money the money and k!lling
young n+gga fresh out the trap
when i step in the street
gotta stay with a bankroll
rip bankroll we taking a risk for the paysos
bad b+tch call her jlow
she the same color of yayo
me and her dora diego
como estas moving the fuego
we take em down for the sour disel
you know the rules n+gga finders keepers
we open shop and we got it cheaper
big body benz smoking sour disel
hoodie season
no i ain’t boogie b+tch i’m the reaper
no i ain’t cuffing you buggin’ sneezer
noo feelings no loving either
she not a amy she not a visa
i fell in love with the bit and reader
she fell in love with the jugg
but juggin ain’t easy
so ima let eazy teach her
i ain′t got time today nwa
no eazy e either n+gga
it feel like a good day
rocking my ice cubes
fresh out the freezer n+gga
ya’ b+tch i f+ck and leave
she ask to much like felicia n+gga
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