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tbee - double tthreat lyrics

[verse 1: tbee]

living life n-gg- what a time to be alive (live)
everyday my n-gg-s hungry for the green bag(bag)
you never know who creep into the window place your bet(creep)
the shadows p-ssing through your curtain when you weren’t there(ayy,ayy)
death in the streets n-gg-s plead n-gg-s bleed lead fleet -ss-ssin but they can never get near(noo)
bro you gotta run you gotta move like doctor zoom don’t ever leave your dawg behind said the last black bear
black blood, run through my veins uh (black)
real black n-gg-s on my lane uh (this n-gg-s)
keep counting all the bottles i did drank plenty(lean)
come in through your ceiling like a ghost freddy (krugger)
black n-gg-s my n-gg-s my homies
crusify the snitches in the hood only
am a n-gg- with no sister half blood only (brr brr)
keep my aim so high for the moon only(high)
we make d big bigger(yeah)
embrace the beat n-gg-(beat)
you stopped flexing?
what happened to your greens n-gg-(greening)
i heard you sprayed every -ss of a pole stripper
modern b-tches dey snitches they gold diggers(diggers)
count your racks, dial your plug, get your cash bigger
make money more money trynna flex global
imma a rap robot
imma a rap robot
middle to my haters from the range rover (brr brr)……..

stargazing, real life phases (stargazing)
i been running though d-mn test failing(and you know that)
nowadays young n-gg-s go crazy(yelling)
to get this money they brain so sickened
so sickened
they brain so sickened
switch sides on they siblings cause they wanna get the milli
all my dawgs dem digging
all my dawgs them winning
can’t afford to leave the hustle codeine bottles on my ceiling
forgotten where you came from
when you started grinding
when you had no paper in your pocket then you always begging
now you hit the paper getting racks from all the regions(paper)
coded up the bag 20 locks with no dimensions (codeine)
frosted up codeine plenty honeys blur the vision(lean)
we scooping through the mission hurricane under pressure
did it for my momma can’t come in through the ceiling(momma)
ain’t snitches on my building, tbee gang n-gg- dead n-gg-

[verse 2: teegar]

b-tches on my mind, but still money over b-tches
we’ve been super broke, that only benjamin could fix it
yeah
dark soul and dark mind
quit the morning job, looking for the night grind (night grind)
you know….
living by the sword, your head dropped
n-gg-s begging for some verses, since my first drop, cop it
and now the jungle got wilder
tbee and teegar, black bear and wild tiger (wild tiger)
blasting through these stages, and we blasting through these phases
f-ck the celibacy, f-cking up the music stages (music stages)
we’ve been underrated, but we raising up the gradings
we don’t need to say it, let the music make the statement (statement)
tbee put me on, like the diamonds on his bracelets
and now a n-gg- shine, like we bathed in a matrix (matrix)
and now we elevating, there is no destination
our comp-ss got broke, but no way we getting missing (nah)
pull the trigger to his head and give the world brains
we catching bods, you catching feelings, murder is the case
ain’t no filing suits, we sending those to the laundry man (skrr!)
we count the stacks, run the town, you a running man (run)
glock on my side, ak-47 main (main)
we should get life, with all the tracks we done slain
just like a resonance, n-gg- we sustain
mullas on the table, mehn, rick-of-those-banks (aye)
uhh!
real n-gg-, i’m such a real n-gg- (real n-gg-)
uhh!
glock on my side, not some tommy hilfiger (hilfiger)
rich n-gg-s, we stacking six figures (six figures)
we be f-cking rich, we don’t f-ck with broke n-gg-s (broke n-gg-s)
and i guess they hushing lately
we blowing up, no maybe
they pulling up a stunt, while we pulling a mercedes (mercedes)
this some double threat, and that’s some gunna and lil’ baby
when we pull up in the spot, we pulling up with marsha brady (drip drip)
now we balling like mcgrady
getting love from those who hated
now they tryna claim fam and say that some how we related (nah)
ain’t n-body be debating, ain’t n-body be degrading
double e k!lling jams (germs), now they say i’m fumigating (yeah)
k!lling shows, i’m k!lling hoes, and now i’m tryna k!ll the foes
i stacking doughs, i’m packing flows, i’m tryna get my girl a rose (rose)
i’m subzero cold, its clear my att-tude is froze (freeze)
out of this planet, swear to god, my n-gg- – ghost! (ghost)

- tbee lyrics

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