lirik lagu t.r@bb - oh okay
[intro: t. rabb]
timmy you know i had to do it, n-gga
shout out the waves store
back in this motherf-cker
shout out my almighty n-ggas
abu, waddup, n-gga
(mob!)
play this sh-t at inst-tution every thursday
[hook: t. rabb]
ready to trip, shoot from the hip
counting a grip, move like the dips
my money green, gucci the clip
look at her eyes, look at her lips
little shorty a 10, but move like a 6
you slide around vegas you gotta be sl!ck
cross off a boss and i bet you get hit
i heard he tripped and he fumbled a brick
(go pick it up)
[verse 1: t. rabb]
i’m close to the edge, he dead
go crazy, like 2pac in juice on you
i’m loading the steel with the lead
i’m giving my n-gga the cue, shoot
1 and 1, 2 live crew, fluke
these n-ggas think they the truth
wait who
he wouldn’t step in this booth
blade to his neck in the stu
respect it, you know i can’t lose
sh-t, i can give yeezy a boost
gucci and jeezy a truce
they playing with counterfeit money
we kidnapping, ain’t playing with sunny, go dummy
30 k!llers in my section, flexing
i got a girl collection, texting
[hook: t. rabb]
ready to trip, shoot from the hip
counting a grip, move like the dips
my money green, gucci the clip
look at her eyes, look at her lips
little shorty a 10, but move like a 6
you slide around vegas you gotta be sl!ck
cross off a boss and i bet you get hit
i heard he tripped and he fumbled a brick
[verse 2: t. rabb]
i really decoded the matrix
navigated through the hatrid
they spreading lies on my name
i swear they treat me like i’m famous
i treat a woman like a queen
i’m tryna put her up on game
they always think a n-gga cheating
that stress be putting out the flame, forget it
now i’m back f-cking my groupies
remixing my sprite, on my tunechi
we the real wolves, black wall street
but my n-gga seem shot the movie
i swear i’m a taurus and leo
riding with kid, he dodging his po
how you my brother but talk to my enemies
loyalty, n-ggas got zero
wait, how i’m the villain
thought i was the hero
f-ck your mixtape, bro, we still playing free throws
i don’t sell dope, but wrapping a kilo
still making snow, turn vegas to reno
i’m seeing numbers, it’s looking like keno
since mama was working at bingo
i been a star, when showing you bars
houdini on deck, now shuffle the cards
we all..
[hook: t. rabb]
ready to trip, shoot from the hip
counting a grip, move like the dips
my money green, gucci the clip
look at her eyes, look at her lips
little shorty a 10, but move like a 6
you slide around vegas you gotta be sl!ck
cross off a boss and i bet you get hit
i heard he tripped and he fumbled a brick
(go pick it up)
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