tedonthebeat - tapeonmywrist* lyrics
[chorus + tedonthebeat]
uh, i feel like ruining my life
f+ck with me, know my homies got a knife
your sh+t wack, think i’m gonna take your wife
turning up, realest one up in the light
tape on my wrist, looking like a rich b+tch
tape on my wrist, looking like a rich b+tch
tape on my wrist, looking like a rich b+tch
tape on my wrist, looking like a rich b+tch
[verse 1 + tedonthebeat]
switch it up, i guess teddy never miss
flowin’ on my track, b+tch you know i made the beat
leave you full of holes like a cheese, that swiss
my car full of hoes, and they guys, that’s sweet
uh, go too hard, i got a headache
7 albums, all that sh+t just for the fans, ay
never left my prime, you can’t call me drake
i’m stealin’ a line, man they thought i was+
i don’t even think about it
commit a crime every day when i murder this beat
can’t even dream about it
and i can’t blow up, lettin’ y’all gatekeep
thirty minutes all i need, go ahead make a new hit
hundred bands for the beat, and you know that’s me
first song of the year, and i’m leaving it for cheap
i can’t rhyme, bout to hit you with a (bleep)
thirty minutes all i need, go ahead make a new hit
hundred bands for the beat, and you know that’s me
first song of the year, and i’m leaving it for cheap
i always switch the sound, teddy takin’ a new leap
[chorus + tedonthebeat, ]
uh, i feel like ruining my life
f+ck with me, know my homies got a knife
your sh+t wack, think i’m gonna take your wife
turning up, realest one up in the light
tape on my wrist, looking like a rich b+tch
tape on my wrist, looking like a rich b+tch
tape on my wrist, looking like a rich b+tch
tape on my wrist, looking like a rich b+tch
[verse 2 + young wuffy]
sent that b+tch home with a limp, huh
sent that b+tch home with a limp, uh
sent that b+tch home with a limp, know what i’m saying?
man, these hoes, i’m a pimp
like, we really be doing that sh+t
like, we really be droppin’ them hits
if he talkin’ that sh+t he get hit
glock a (boom)
and that b+tch got a d+ck
that b+tch is a nut, why the f+ck would i hit?
and that b+tch is a hoe, she’s a sl+t
there’s not even one reason why i should f+ck
if you walk down know we better put your gun up
and i’m never goin’ down, b+tch, i’m going up
that lil b+tch want me to pay for her lashes
if you wanna race, we can see who the fastest
smokin’ them opps, b+tch i’m smoking they ashes
and ted cookin’ up but he don’t use a pot
if he talk down he get smoked like some pot
[?] down the lot
he tried to run but that n got got
and ted go crazy every time that he drop
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