rah swish - t&b lyrics
[intro]
(h2o)
[chorus]
look
i’m with the treeshas and boppas
i came with the shottas so don’t make me air it out (brrt, bah)
you ain’t talkin’ money, you ain’t talkin’ nothin’ i care about (nope)
when i’m in the spot, i make a move (woo), uh
you better not stand around
shake it (shake it), shake it (shake it), shake it (shake it)
clear it out (woo)
she on my line, runnin’ me down
she keep on sayin’ she’s tired of waitin’
had to give her some rounds, hosted her down
i beat the p+ssy, retaliation
i sat down from the blow, she like how i talk
i get her wet from the sound i’m makin’
hold on, hold on
no, i get her wet from the conversation
[verse]
we sit ’em down, we pick ’em up
don’t talk to me if it ain’t ’bout the gust (bah)
no, we can’t link if you ain’t with the sl+ts
i need a lot, baby, you not enough (woo)
in the car with six b+tches and they lappin’ up
tellin’ me ’bout a man and he actin’ up
he could get shot or he could get punched with that thing
wouldn’t you want to keep that on the hush?
you all in my phone, you doin’ too much
you livin’ annoying, i’m movin’ ’em up
only me in the driver, that’s two in the front
feelin’ like i got asthma, i move with a pump
ain’t no one+on+ones, you’ll get jumped
her ex was a lame, that n+gga a punk (lame)
her pops is a b+tch, that n+gga a chump
f+ck is you smokin’? n+gga, that’s wets
if you ain’t with that sh+t, better go in the house
these n+ggas the same, they owe us some clout
she just did her hair, i can’t go in her scalp (uh)
hit from the front with her toe in my mouth (woo)
i don’t understand what you talkin’ about
always in the ten near my louis pouch
she’s got the drop, they said they in route
tell ’em to spin, the shooters is out
[chorus]
i’m with the treeshas and boppas
i came with the shottas so don’t make me air it out (brrt, bah)
you ain’t talkin’ money, you ain’t talkin’ nothin’ i care about (nope)
when i’m in the spot, i make a move (woo), uh
you better not stand around
shake it (shake it), shake it (shake it), shake it (shake it)
clear it out (woo)
she on my line, runnin’ me down
she keep on sayin’ she’s tired of waitin’
had to give her some rounds, hosted her down
i beat the p+ssy, retaliatin’
i sat down from the blow, she like how i talk
i get her wet from the sound i’m makin’ (woo)
hold on, hold on
no, i get her wet from the conversation (haha)
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