teeway - [teeway] plugged in freestyle lyrics
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[intro]
fumez the engineer, grr
come on, lps (bow)
free the 5th, free the f+cking guys
tf sh+t, come on, man
l’s up, bow, bap
[verse]
so much holes, lil’ man woke up soaked
he probably leakin’ still
ten floors up, three cats in the bando
all of them know how needles feel
m traps swinging me shots in cunch
i swing shots back like serena will
i told brudda s “get the music check”
and bro said “i ain’t even need a deal”
300 stones [?]
old+school purgin’ ain’t got no sat+nav
slap that stainless steel in his snapback
now, the broke boys bangin’ on snapchat
pull up and slap, lil’ j, pull up and slap that
n+ggas get caught like flapjacks
opps got ptsd from dingers
and they don’t wanna see m in mac black
laser beam on her nose with a wap like halo
‘cuz grab that when i say so
pirates float a lake though
jewеls and a main road ‘cah he bands on a draco
junkie sh+gging on sofa beds
free tough knock on thе door, that’s plain clothes
gangnem blue, but the opps get soaked in red
and they ain’t got a chance to say no
retail shops in a brand new country
shining sea sides, traveling islands
n+gga’s so dumb if you ain’t gave racks to your bros
on mum, why you wearin’ diamonds?
++++ was swinging his shank
and now, on that day, there’s a minute of silence
frontline country coming like harlem 80s
hammers on coke and sirens
and the way that it goes is mad
n+ggas get smoked and trapped in a gulag
knew my man way before the war
i tried leave ++++ dead like 2pac
aunties texting my phone “come back”
i’m on the way back, tryna reload new cr+p
undies dressed in puma, banging my door
i’m asking “how could i do that?”
m way trips on the [?] with fiends
they’re telling me all their broken dreams
p+ssyhole opps ain’t got no heart
how you just left your brothers to bleed?
i’m in a volvo with poles on me
i decamp the ride, nearly broke my knee
++++ gave him a ching like ++++
i don’t know how your bro can breathe
and co2 is all over the sleeve
i fire mans some then i stepped to west
fought for smoke, for the [?]
now, the golden bells in my man’s ++++
old 15, i was takin’ a p+ss
i never went cunch, but i kept the pebs
golden bells stuck in the door
the beamer car door intercepted death
on my vet sh+t, i put life in a homeless cats
’cause he ++++ got bagged with a wap
and i can’t put trust in a paigon b+tch
i’d rather trust fiends that lie for the cr+p
i wrapped this rent, and this x5 chased me
sav two loaded pipes in a bag
might put scarce on a ride for a bag
put a thousand pound, he’ll die for a rack
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[outro]
(fumez the engineer)
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