
creatures - tali so lyrics
don’t get caught with your pants down
it’s betrayed gang jump out boyz
riding dirty
(tali so)
phew, phew, phew
if i pop another xan i turn into a different human
i don’t even know the b*tch she showin’ me her titties
if bro get one more body we callin’ him the reaper
betrayed gang a crew full of d*mn preachers
i’m ballin’ so d*mn hard these n*ggas runnin’ off the bleach
jump out boyz b*tch i hang with the creatures
betrayed gang b*tch i’m with the backstab
b*tch we blowing all this money like it don’t matter
lil o shoot a n*gga likе it don’t matter
blood money jump out boyz
on police scannеrs
laying low in a bush like a d*mn camper
dragunov with a scope like a d*mn camper
ask a n*gga if he real, he ain’t got the answer
i do alot of drugs, i smoke alot of cancer
buyin’ , how we start the day off
ain’t no day off b*tch we ballin’ like the playoff
all i gotta do is raise my hand like adolf
i don’t even know the b*tch she showin’ me her titties
if bro get one more body we callin’ him the reaper
betrayed gang a crew full of d*mn preachers
i’m ballin’ so d*mn hard these n*ggas runnin’ off the bleach
jump out boyz b*tch i hang with the creatures
betrayed gang b*tch i’m with the backstab
b*tch we blowing all this money like it don’t matter
lil o shoot a n*gga like it don’t matter
don’t matter
(oh sh*t, this is lil o f*cking ‘sama)
(lacitgloshawty)
had to get it on my own i had some’ to prove
had to get it on my own i had some’ to prove
when you start touching all that mun’
it do some to you
she sat down
run into my glock, that hoe uncomfortable
i heard the feds crackin’ down, boy i can’t snooze
and all the trayed gang up the score, man we can’t lose
20 ketamine or perc, man i can’t choose
i’ma slime the plug out, i’ma just shake through
i can’t be with him ’cause that boy bed little
he want to be betrayed gang ’cause that sh*t beneficial
when i pull up them boys thought it was missiles
i send lil jay on that ride that boy like george kittle
chillin’ with 2 b*tches, malcolm in the middle
he stay flex that high point, put that down n*gga
get on the ground n*gga i ship these rounds n*gga
got pound after pound, n*gga, ? your house n*gga
(tali so)
i don’t even know the b*tch she showin’ me her titties
if bro get one more body we callin’ him the reaper
betrayed gang a crew full of d*mn preachers
i’m ballin’ so d*mn hard these n*ggas runnin’ off the bleach
(100bandsally)
that stick on live, in my f*ckin’ jail ?
blood money hit my phone, know that job done
lil o send that ride, then i gotta hit 1
don’t know what i’m doing, b*tch ?
? send you that beat and you ain’t ? pay up
pop the blue with a bean should i sleep or stay up
said you took ’em on a drill, man that sh*t sound made up
trayed gang backstabbers when we gotta rank up
lead up on that glock just like i’m k!ll bill
with them bank robbers this that real steal
? with that case got deal or no deal
? i can’t stand still
that stick on live, in my f*ckin’ jail ?
blood money hit my phone, know that job done
lil o send that ride, then i gotta hit 1
don’t know what i’m doing, b*tch ?
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