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ti'rastone - my partna my bro lyrics

(hook)
that’s my panter my bro we running it up fashoo
we trynna cash all the checks and trynna see how to blow it
that’s my panter my bro we running it up fashoo
yah yah fashoo
( verse 1)
that’s my partna that my bro that’s my k!ller that my dwaag we ride for each other fashoo we trynna hit the hunned then go we dodge shots from the gunna keep the cash for the family another cash my dwaags some clowns was fake they turned into snakes we was the rat they tried to k!ll us for our sucess one shot them clowns never came back screaming we winning lets make em mad ralo said man keep yo dwaag close and eat them clowns they just dogfood youngest atlanta rapper and i got a whole coupe and i got a whole tool keep playing imma expose you when you scared lets see who you run to keep real k!ll the fake running to the check i’m always spitting facts rap game in my hand its fragile as a egg last time a boy tried us he came out dead bet he wish he wouldn’t say what he said shout out my dwaags we got more money then a deal can offer more money than 100 luxury coffins y’all folks lame y’all folks ain’t gangster imma keep it a 100 we motivated to paper last time i seen a gun i said jesus save us i thought was the end for you boy getting paper hol up (x2)
(hook)
that’s my partna my bro we running it up fashoo
we trynna cash all the checks and trynna see how to blow it
that’s my panter my bro we running it up fashoo
yah yah fashoo yah yah fashoo
(verse 2)
they gon rob the bank before for they thinking about robbing us shout out to famgoon advice from loui rapping sound like a handfull but i gotta get to it my boys gotta get to my fam gotta get to it i’m the first to do it everybody said they came from the struggle but laugh when a when a boy stuggling i say annoy they haters shawty want me now forget ion kno you baby hit that block with my dwaags i done seen it all verse long like a essay but ain worry about it cause this song about to be a hit momma dont worry about it dad dont worry about it brother dont worry about dwaags dont worry about it i promise we gonna be it i’m moving y’all out the trenches from zone 3 to zone 1 from zone 6 to a hundon fakes cash faking only thing y’all see shining is when the sun come up or when my fam come in that bih 100 million dollar is not longer rich we dont play games in the a south side born real recongize real i guess that’s why ion connect to non of y’all shawty you trippin when i get my racks i’m dippin still skinny finna hop in a bentley look at my face and recongize me i’m lock smith aka key to the streets my money longer then long beach yah yah
(hook)
that’s my panter my bro we running it up fashoo
we trynna cash all the checks and trynna see how to blow it
that’s my panter my bro we running it up fashoo
yah yah fashoo yah yah fashoo (x2)

- tirastone lyrics

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