lns masu & yung lasagna - tommy.gun lyrics
b-tch we up
b-tch we load it up
got my tommy gun
you better run
run into the sun
blade is holdin on
i’m holdin off
try and cut me off
imma spill the blood
i’m fallin off
b-tch come pick me up
b-tch come hold me up
i cannot, see, me
all these f-ckin, t, v’s
diamonds always, v, v’s
had to come and, see , me
only smoking, on, trees
only totin, my, piece
she polite like, b-tch, please
drop it down on, your, knees
aye
comin up an flex with a b-tch
i don’t give a f-ck cuz i’m totin on a stick
had to find a way need to find a pot to p-ss
run it up good while i’m smokin my spliff
lsd no you can’t catch these
n-gg-s so mad that they ain’t sell keys
n-gg-s so mad they don’t work like me
had to get back to the place i sleep
had to get back to place i need
n-gg-s talk trash when they hear my beat
no i never asked for a thing i need
only gotta do on my own two feet
only gotta stay with my family
do it for the gang they the ones i need
do it for the life that i’m tryin to lead
you ain’t put in work we can all agree
i live my life how i wanna live it
if you tryin to stop me best forget it
i’m all alone and it ain’t no secret
but i’m ok with how i’m goin in it
b-tch we up
b-tch we load it up
got my tommy gun
you better run
run into the sun
blade is holdin on
i’m holdin off
try and cut me off
imma spill the blood
i’m fallin off
b-tch come pick me up
b-tch come hold me up
i cannot, see, me
all these f-ckin, t, v’s
diamonds always, v, v’s
had to come and, see , me
only smoking, on, trees
only totin, my, piece
she polite like, b-tch, please
drop it down on, your, knees
aye
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