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slingshot - tyboso900 lyrics

[intro]
uh, uh, yup
ayy, say, joe, yup, you ain’t got no muster
mm, mm (yup)
(yup)
let go, yup
ayy

[chorus]
my trap jumpin’, dog
you ain’t got no motion, dog (you ain’t got no motion)
i took so much tris (yup), this sh*t done gave me high cholesterol
i break down the p down to the shake, don’t need no help at all (don’t need no help at all)
ran that sh*t up fast
dog sh*t on me like i sell fentanyl (uh)
i’m fresh as h*ll (yup)
feel like td, boy, the feds watchin’ (feds watchin’)
she all in [?] houston, made her throw that ass on everybody (throw that ass on everybody)
i just stuffed another 10 ball in another pocket (another pocket)
she love to be with fatboss, she know you broke as hеll, probably (yup)

[verse]
pillow talkin’? (uh)
made your ho send me thе screenshot (send me the screenshot)
every 29, throwin’ ones, i like to slingshot (i like to slingshot)
highway 89, she lost her lace front in the slingshot
hittin’ her from behind, then sent her home all in a slingshot (all in a slingshot)
5, 10, 20, 50, 100, that’s a profit knot (that’s a profit knot)
stuffed them racks all in a duffle bag, they like to pocket watch (they like to pocket watch)
you hear the trap in my demeanor, she say she like the way i talk (real trap n*gga)
she thick as f*ck with ass tats, i try to read it when she walk (i try to read it)
[chorus]
my trap jumpin’, dog
you ain’t got no motion, dog (you ain’t got no motion, nope)
i took so much tris, this sh*t done gave me high cholesterol (huh? off the tris, yup)
i break down the p down to the shake, don’t need no help at all (don’t need no help at all)
ran that sh*t up fast
dog sh*t on me like i sell fentanyl (like i sell fentanyl)
i’m fresh as h*ll
feel like td, boy, the feds watchin’ (boy, the feds watchin’)
she all in [?] houston, made her throw that ass on everybody (throw it on everybody)
i just stuffed another 10 ball in another pocket
she love to be with fatboss, she know you broke as h*ll, probably (he broke as h*ll, probably)

[outro]
my trap steady pumpin’, this b*tch jumpin’, i got profit numbers
fat cup out the trappin’, bet my city treat me like obama
i’m the youngest in this, don’t never treat me like no runner
n*gga broke and bummy for the summer, n*gga, that’s a bummer
yup, mm, mm, mm*mm*mm, mm

- tyboso900 lyrics

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