lirik lagu timbo finna - gettin
yea yea
this be our baguetting (setting)
we about to get it
money we gon get it
f~cking on that b~tch, i’m finna f~ck her and friend
she’s a little thottie yeah i run her up again
ey yea
we just got some money in the mail
ducking off a thottie, she be asking bout my sales
take off in a boat, always raising up my sales
yeah, she’s my little angel, we gon push a little yale
bad lil b~tch, yeah, she just want to do it now
i ain’t wanna do it but i think we’re finna do it now
timbo finna do it, yeah i think im finna puke it out
i am from the streets, so i might do it like i’m wrooming (gang)
yeah i got a bl!ck glock glazing
f~ck, that b~tch bad, got ass, caught racing
tuck a tic tac in my cup, i’m fainting (d~mn)
yeah i’m in the fast car, nascar, chasing / chase him down
(d~mn, yeah)
she ain’t wanna do it
i ain’t wanna do it
riding in a huic
f~ckin on a thottie, smashing bodies while i’m boomin
i just caught a body, so the car is fast, zoomin
smash his head like a egg, imma scramble him
bad lil b~tch got all my words rambling
she’s a little thottie, yeah
got me catching bodies, yeah
f~ckin on a thottie gave me cracks up on my cartiers
(d~mn)
yea, cartier glasses (yea, yea, yea, yeah!)
beef cooked extra (yea, yea, yea, yeah!)
i need some exhausts, stay cautious, warning
pull out of garages (d~mn)
(d~mn)
3,2,1 n~ggas boomin
big, black, tac mask, carbon fibre toolies
i need some advancements if i’m finna do it
i behold the ruler so i school em, leave it ruthless (gang)
big up’s
bout to head to the top, i take off
i’on even give a f bout a withdrawal
imma head to the top, no stop signs, nonstop
get it by the low, f~ck a bad b~tch on the f~cking floor
she’s a little mami, a mama on the low
yea, yeah i got a llama, yeah i’m bringing drama
freestyling off the top, feeling like the papa (hey)
bad lil b~tch, she’s a nympho
man i got a big glock, yea i got a draco
yea i got a rollie, green dial, day~date
wrist be shining, bling blaw, like the day time
night time, night shifts (yea)
bad b~tch knifing (ey)
man i’m piping (yea)
glock gon pipe it (yea)
yea, yeah i got a laser, need to find a tag
find a laser~tag and get to body baggin’
sn~tch a toe~tag and i gave her bubble baths
running up the rubber bands got me running fast
yeah i’m finna flex her, yeah i’m finna stretch her
she is getting stiff so i massage her down the neck, yea
running for a bag, breaking up the cat, leave her like kit~kat
i’on like snakes, but i like to kick rats
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