organize (œ) - lil tony official lyrics
[chorus: pcf manman]
lil n*gga seen drakes and drums, i grew up ’round a ton
but i like switch, know drake got lego piece, know we the one hop on feet, œ that b*tch he made a song and felt that flame, oh he gone die for trying sh*t buck fye that drake, i seen his brains, if you ain’t run, you dying, b*tch
[verse 1: lil tony official]
n*gga get bucked for that lil’*ass gun and pay tryna flex for ig youngin [?] come out my slum, my grandma wash my white tee f*ck n*gga felt that belt inside they hood one night, one n*gga tried me brand new micro drako, bump the wood, i’m tryna catch his psyche [?] nothing like i*t, ion f*ck with coco
drop a bounty, take a n*gga llc and every logo
he on his finsta with that fast sh*t, actually bumped down on him slow*mo n*gga turkey dissolve, a n*gga perky, i pop a n*gga like oh no
[verse 2: pcf manman]
i seen the switch burn up his skin, oh he got burnt in fye mode these n*ggas be broke, ain’t never spin, how the f*ck they posed to tahoes?
[verse 3: lil tony official]
this a big boy play, i grab my gen, and now i’m dodging potholes my vato hop inside that vin and watch him duck his taco
[verse 4: pcf manman]
we the one chase you down, oh you got glock, now what’s yo’ gen? lil’ hoe mad, she posting drop like she won’t die whoever spinned [?] can’t scatter from this sh*t, we box sh*t in know i smoke opps, beat up my lungs [?] see n*ggas change, i’m not the same from middle school we take you down, get smacked with bl!ck, dont gotta buck, that’s what we do see [?] got three, four glocks, ain’t hard to pill, we sliding deep
she know she bad, come to my spot, get on her knees
y’all n*ggas jays, can’t make no pay, been f*cking feins
[chorus: pcf manman]
lil n*gga seen drakes and drums, i grew up ’round a ton
but i like switch, know drake got lego piece, know we the one hop on feet, œ that b*tch he made a song and felt that flame, oh he gone die for trying sh*t buck fye that drake, i seen his brains, if you ain’t run, you dying, b*tch
[outro: lil tony official]
n*gga get bucked for that lil’*ass gun and pay tryna flex for ig youngin’ [?] come out my slum, my grandma wash my white tee f*ck n*gga felt that belt inside they hood one night, a n*gga tried it brand new micro drako, bump the wood, i’m tryna catch his psyche
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