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not equal - lil tim lyrics

[intro]
(ahaha)
(i wanna hop block)
(ahaha)
(come outside n*gga)
(ahahaha)
(lil bro holla at)
(aye look* look outside your window)
(i’m outside steppin’)
(ahahaha)
ha!

[chorus]
come outside, lets have some fun
tommygun gon’ make em run
kick the door, slap out his mom
dude tell her point me to her son
they know lil timmy insane
i came here to bust a brain
tie a sister up, rip out her organs; right timmy ass came
(ahahaha)
i black out and i see dead people
i ride with them stompers, came through shows
in school we scare people
snake inside my wrist feelin’ like woody
yhеa hop out, desert eagle
i got it off grindin’, not d*ck ridin’; wе is not equal
[verse 1]
haha
in the class, i got this torch
b*tch i been know i was siked out
in the first grade clutchin’ four
tell my op “tryina get drilled?”
“wait outside, nd’ set seat at that porch”
i asked [?] am i lit?
he said “bro look round, you on tour”
boom blhow!
b*tch i come through, step by myself; hocky mask feelin’ like jason
you gon’ take water on my neck, hot sh*t gon’ set that boy to satan
we just got the drop on ops, me and bk pull up
we racin’
dance on out on yall n*ggas weary, [?] jump suit; hop out like masons
blrrr
nd’ no we don’t post on ticktok
we just got a drop; we come through trippin’, beat down his block
op hoe know she freaked out, she suck d*ck until her jaws lock
how it feel to know you got your bro k!lled?
its your fault

[chorus]
come outside, lets have some fun
tommygun gon’ make em run
kick the door, slap out his mom
dude tell her point me to her son
they know lil timmy insane
i came here to bust a brain
tie a sister up, rip out her organs; right timmy ass came
(ahahaha)
i black out and i see dead people
i ride with them stompers, came through shows
in school we scare people
snake inside my wrist feelin’ like woody
yhea hop out, desert eagle
i got it off grindin’, not d*ck ridin’; we is not equal
[verse 2]
when i step i leave a mark
b*tch i’m big dog in they hood
[?] forever on my side, my dude so baby good
all blue, trap hawk; since the days this sh*t for [?]
he just hear they song, pop oppa shade; nd’ thats how he got k!lled
boom blhow!
sixty round take up my stick
thirty round [?] on my d*ck
arp f*cked up his stomach, rearrange the way he sh*t
f*cked his bm, got him sick
in the house he throwin’ fists
how the h*ll yo bro locked nd’ you can’t haul?
yo ass a snitch

- lil tim lyrics

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