bowww - lil tony official lyrics
[intro]
(ayy, deeski, i like this one)
yeah
[chorus]
yeah, b*tch*ass n*gga tryna run out of town, then come back, you know that we knockin’ him off
lil’ sh*t was cool, n*gga got off, haha, lay in your bushes, he come out, baow
i’m sendin’ money in jail and all, pour the b*tch out
we got the dot, tryna shoot the b*tch up, broad day, get f*cked, n*gga know this sh*t hot
geeked up, geeked up, body after body, picked up a perc’, hit the war wounds up
you hit the street, turn the high beams off, man, them young n*ggas first to go bump out the truck, it’s a tonka, tonka
drop a gold ticket on a f*ckboy head, have my young n*ggas get him, lil tkey wonka
i got lit, got rid of my first b*tch, new ho rich and she do no talkin’
[verse]
you can catch lil tony anywhere in the city, f*ckin’ off money, i don’t never see an oppеr
n*gga, you a baby, i can’t wait to catch buddy, i’ma leave sh*t in his pampers
b*tch*ass n*gga triеd to run out of town, i got the tent, f*ck n*gga, we campin’
stupid*ass n*gga said f*ck my gang, know he got shot at, i said you can stamp it
n*gga better watch your face when you check your mail, i’m finna hide sh*t in the box
dumb*ass n*gga keep dissin’ and gettin’ his bro k!lled, last one got four n*ggas shot
p*ssy*ass n*ggas tryna clique up, we puttin’ belt on they ass, that backseat hot
bro ‘nem told me they caught that n*gga, got mad, i felt like they left me out
haha, another one drop, i just send out the deposit
another n*gga drop, meanwhile, i’m in china somewhere tryna try wasabi
fly as h*ll, tony hawk, got a three*thousand*dollar skateboard beside me
i be doin’ rich*n*gga sh*t, i don’t even know why these broke n*ggas try me
[chorus]
yeah, b*tch*ass n*gga tryna run out of town, then come back, you know that we knockin’ him off
lil’ sh*t was cool, n*gga got off, haha, lay in your bushes, he come out, baow
i’m sendin’ money in jail and all, pour the b*tch out
we got the dot, tryna shoot the b*tch up, broad day, get f*cked, n*gga know this sh*t hot
geeked up, geeked up, body after body, picked up a perc’, hit the war wounds up
you hit the street, turn the high beams off, man, them young n*ggas first to go bump out the truck, it’s a tonka, tonka
drop a gold ticket on a f*ckboy head, have my young n*ggas get him, lil tkey wonka
i got lit, got rid of my first b*tch, new ho rich and she do no talkin’
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