f3nix – tear it out 3 lyrics
see a opp, while he lackin’
when my shooters catch you out
ain’t no holes up in my plans
so i’mma [?] with no doubt
i gotta a choppa [?] f.n.’s
with guns in every hand
always talkin’
but i’m huntin’ down
i know what you be sayin’
keep a tec’ and i ain’t talkin’
when you know that i ain’t playin’
i’m a lion in this jungle
people don’t know how to tame it
catch a opp and i got aim
so i’mma leave ’em where he layin’
knock the grill up out his mouth
so i don’t know what we be sayin’
yeah, my shooters always slide
got ’em singin’ “tear it out”
i see 12, i hit the drift
yeah, my coupe will wear ’em out
.223’s up in your face
and your [?] was callin’ out
man, your life up in my hands
the only thing you care about
keep a grip when i’m ridin’ through
my shooters comin’ too
so you know that if i’m cappin’
then your brothers dyin’ too
diamonds cold
i’m gettin’ sick
man, i think i got the flu
i got some [?] not some gucci
but it ain’t just somethin’ new
lemme know
i’m gonna slide because your head is f-ckin’ up
always talkin’ hot on twitter but you never hit me up
get to prayin’ to the heavens
’cause my glock gon’ lit you up
take the bag up off your head
collect the check and count it up
lemme know
i’m gonna slide because your head is f-ckin’ up
always talkin’ hot on twitter but you never hit me up
get to prayin’ to the heavens
’cause my glock gon’ lit you up
take the bag up off your head
collect the check and count it up
i don’t leave the trap
unless, i know i got my tool
though i’m walkin’ with the glock
but i ain’t showin’ up the school
and she said she got that sloppy mouth
she chokin’ on that [?] tho
tellin’ me she wet
slip n’ slide just like a pool, hoe
super soaker wet ’em up
i’m talkin’ ’bout my glock b-tch
keep that rookie tuck
and she be thinkin’ that’s my c-ck b-tch
i’mma hit him up
not talkin’ dm’s
that’s 2pac b-tch
26 it made ’em dance my shots they milly rock b-tch
tell me i’m in artist
paint her face like i’m pic-sso
finna spin his block
an all the goons applaud like bravo
shots they hit his sh-ll
and knock the meat
up out his taco
saw me flip the work
and they me callin’ me el chapo
tell ’em spin his bands
i know your gang ain’t really ’bout that
heard you like to text me ’cause my glock
ain’t really ’bout that
talkin’ ’bout my brothers
i’mma leave [?] on the doormat
sparkin’ up some beef
i guess you shoulda went ignore that
trust me when i’m tellin’ you
i’m comin’ to your house b-tch
i’mma kick the door in
that’s when sh-t is goin’ down b-tch
choppa takin’ limbs
ain’t got no silencers, real loud b-tch
pistol whip you talkin’ your neck
you hit the ground b-tch
see a opp, while he lackin’
when my shooters catch you out
ain’t no holes up in my plans
so i’mma [?] with no doubt
i gotta a choppa [?] f.n.’s
with guns in every hand
always talkin’
but i’m huntin’ down
i know what you be sayin’
keep a tec’ and i ain’t talkin’
when you know that i ain’t playin’
i’m a lion in this jungle
people don’t know how to tame it
catch a opp and i got aim
so i’mma leave ’em where he layin’
knock the grill up out his mouth
so i don’t know what we be sayin’
yeah, my shooters always slide
got ’em singin’ “tear it out”
i see 12, i hit the drift
yeah, my coupe will wear ’em out
.223’s up in your face
and your [?] was callin’ out
man, your life up in my hands
the only thing you care about
yeah, my shooters always slide
got ’em singin’ “tear it out”
i see 12, i hit the drift
yeah, my coupe will wear ’em out
.223’s up in your face
and your [?] was callin’ out
man, your life up in my hands
the only thing you care about
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