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lirik lagu tnt – illfightyou

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[verse 1: khris p]
okay now fire in tacoma
kush stanking aroma
call the ambulance, mama, because i think he a goner
oh sh-t, oh sh-t, oh sh-t
d-mn, they expect me to blow up
big truck full of hoes, all water we rolling
and your b-tch a loose booty, i don’t want her n-gg-
like my b-tches real snooty, they won’t talk to you n-gg-s
and my sh-t, i might lose it, lace my boots like a k!ller
all cash, pump four, can i get me a fill-up
staying strong like the chief
yeah you know how we rocking
sock a n-gg- in his mouth so hard, his jaw popped a socket
met the plug, he was short, pulled the cord, cut his power
wasn’t doing it too big, so i switched up to robbing
locked, popped, and dropped them
she pop, lock, and drop it on me
o.g. kusheroni fill my car with sour every hour
i been working, my muscle up like towers
twin ninas popping, talk sh-t, they some bad-ss daughters
fyi, i.f.y. is back like you can’t block spam
god d-mn, sp-ced out off the moon rocks i cannot land
aw d-mn, nasa put my mind on ebay
on top, i am
cosmos walked in, you selling wolf tickets, got no fans

[hook: khris p]
why you acting like you on, little b-tch?
why you lying on your song, little b-tch?
gotta keep it real til i’m rich
little b-tch, little b-tch get rich
why you acting like you on, little b-tch?
why you lying on your song, little b-tch?
gotta keep it real til i’m rich
little b-tch, little b-tch get rich

[hook: evergreenone]
why you acting like you on, little b-tch?
why you lying on your song, little b-tch?
gotta keep it real til i’m rich
little b-tch, little b-tch get rich
why you acting like you on, little b-tch?
why you lying on your song, little b-tch?
gotta keep it real til i’m rich
little b-tch, little b-tch get rich

[hook: evergreenone]
big glen pull up, i hop out the whip and them b-tches like “holy moly”
got dope in my sock, i’m up in your face
it’s time to get loaded, loaded
big glen pull up, i hop out the whip and them b-tches like “holy moly”
got dope in my sock, i’m up in your face
it’s time to get loaded, loaded
if you don’t like me, i want you to play this and die
look in these eyes
nothing but money gon’ keep me alive
up in your house and i f-ck on your wife
about to go get it, i’m running with k!llers
i’m popping a pilly, i’m whipping a honda
she run with the [?] i think we in love, yeah
gimme your drugs, boy
bought a ticket straight to h-ll, yeah
imma never take a l, nah
hope my uncle doing well
do a feature with adele, yeah
f-cked up with the handle on me
light a candle for me, i’m prepared to die
this for life, i got it tatted on me
know you rattled, homie, i ain’t scared to die, it’s i.f.y

[hook: khris p]
why you acting like you on, little b-tch?
why you lying on your song, little b-tch?
gotta keep it real til i’m rich
little b-tch, little b-tch get rich
why you acting like you on, little b-tch?
why you lying on your song, little b-tch?
gotta keep it real til i’m rich
little b-tch, little b-tch get rich

[hook: ugly frank]
why you acting like you on, little b-tch?
why you lying on your song, little b-tch?
gotta keep it real til i’m rich
little b-tch, little b-tch get rich
why you acting like you on, little b-tch?
why you lying on your song, little b-tch?
gotta keep it real til i’m rich
little b-tch, little b-tch get rich

[verse 3: ugly frank]
and i’m a million dollar n-gg-, i’m addicted to shine
my house phone on blow, got a brick on my line
i move from state to state to state, i gotta switch every time
i give a f-ck about a b-tch, i leave a b-tch in the blind
i walk around with thirty thousand just to sh-t on a guy
i’m hitting lick on p-ssy, n-gg-, cut my [?]
and if you broke then that’s a no-go
go, go get on your grind
i’m not a big t-tty hoe, i’m just a pimp in my mind
but i still hop out and i park my car
and i pop my trunk and i be like “b-tch!”
what you doing, giving y’all the chips
that is not enough, hoe, strip
f-ck your problems, work your body
birkenstocks and murcielagos in my whip
girl you know your father ain’t sh-t
i’m the h-rny papa you get
jump for joy, i’m jordan with the bricks
break a board and make it backflip
big ol’ porsches with the spoiler kits
can’t afford it, mortgage off your b-tch
f-ck the forgery, sl-ts adore me
plus implore me, and orgy all on my d-ck
hoe, you know your father ain’t sh-t
i’m the h-rny papa you get

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