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Tony Shhnow
Featuring(s) : Ysr Gramz
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(Come On P) [Tony Shhnow] Talking to the plug, my cup on three way I'm in Vegas, [?] my car got spades She got face but I really want a girlfriend Show your heart, bitch put the Glock up in your purse then Trap house Six Flags but it's gon be a long ticket Call your favorite stripper pole, just back up, tell her kick it Fresh and clean I'm crispy I know these niggas cap, I keep a nina if they shifty Riding in a Benz but I drip hard, Mr. Bentley I do it for them niggas that had it hard for a living Pour a four for all my niggas in the yard doing a ten piece Aye, you can't come around when real niggas link I'm in the streets, if you was worried, how you finna eat [YSR Gramz] 180 days in the trenches, he ain't even eat Thirty hours in the stu, I ain't even sleep When I made my first 50k I wasn't even geeked I'm in Atlanta for a week, I'm looking for a freak Rap niggas say they gon do what?, he gon get put to sleep I'm a goat at what I do, these lil niggas f*cking sheep You don't wanna see them AR's hanging out that Jeep This nigga acting like he from the streets, he just a wanna be How I turn 100 to 1,000, do you wanna see? Nigga put his ass on me, do he wanna bleed? Imma beat you ass nigga, so I'm throwing B's I'm in the hood near you, I'm just smoking weed I just threw the whole pack out cuz I found a seed Why you sitting on your ass like you ain't got a dream Ain't nobody help you out, you ain't got no team Nigga stop acting like your uncle ain't no f*cking fiend [Tony Shhnow & YSR Gramz] I call my shooter Cole Bennett how he mix the scene How you tryna go like Kobe?, you keep switching teams I'm tired of niggas tryna rap but in they room they sing You know my type, we fantastic, you better have that thing She told me that she model, let her stay for a year She know he a clown so with me it ain't fair Where you bank?, have you had it for a year Hit his ass dead and his head ain't got no hair I'm from the streets, nigga they ain't playing fair Niggas 16 years old, nigga they don't even care Prolly whack you for some Gucci sneaker, he ain't had a pair Yeah you prolly had a gun but you ain't never go nowhere Your daddy had you in the hood but you ain't never go out there I'm a fade in the trap, catch juggs when no one there I was holding handguns, you couldn't even hold me yet We known to carry big drums, you can't even tote em back Thigh pads like the lineman, sacked up like the quarterback Special like a artifact All my clothes is imported, I'm important to the trap
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