On A Tee Songtext
Slide through the bity nobody out, tryna put a bitch on a tee
Faceshot, gang in my city want to terrorize the streets
Big-ass bullets take down Suburbans and they'll flip a Jeep
No more hot cars, I got a rental for the whole week
What's that in the air, smell like bap that shit cheap as hell
Can't wait to catch that rapping ass nigga I'm tryna send my shooter there
Dead niggas when I tweak out, yeah his head bigger
Tryna to score for two but they hit for four, fuck one of the main niggas
Or I just call lil mo put some chains on your brain nigga
Faceshot, gang in my city want to terrorize the streets
Big-ass bullets take down Suburbans and they'll flip a Jeep
No more hot cars, I got a rental for the whole week
What's that in the air, smell like bap that shit cheap as hell
Can't wait to catch that rapping ass nigga I'm tryna send my shooter there
Dead niggas when I tweak out, yeah his head bigger
Tryna to score for two but they hit for four, fuck one of the main niggas
Or I just call lil mo put some chains on your brain nigga
Two niggas they got shhhhh by a rugger by the same nigga
Ok I'm on that car right there, when we switch lanes get him
This a leeky blunt, I don't think big meechie can fit in there
I'm the party starter, get the party started I'm like yeah
Slide through the bity nobody out, tryna put a bitch on a tee
Faceshot, gang in my city want to terrorize the streets
Big-ass bullets take down Suburbans and they'll flip a Jeep
No more hot cars, I got a rental for the whole week
Hmm, yeah, bitch, I get to tweakin' out
Pop a bean, caught them boys lackin' when they was eatin' out
Fifty bands stuffed in my Amiris, we brought them demons out
Send your pussy ass to the sky so he can see the clouds
Yeah, bitch, I ain't got no sense
Lil' switchy on that FN look like a phone chip
Do the opps like back in the day, them niggas '06
Why you think we shoot a hunnid rounds because we don't miss
Black Dior shades on my eyes because I lean a lot
Need to quit that syrup right now it make me pee a lot Fuck around and rob my plug hmmmmmm
I mean I rob my plug for like half cause I ain't need a lot
We don't measure drank when we sippin', yeah we just pour the numbers
Got a dog house in Atlanta, do Robert Horry numbers
Finna cut new cullin on forges yeah that's before the summer
Turn that chopper up like a hemi I'm tryna motor something
Hmmm oooh these niggas real rappers
I make music and I drop shit, yes I'm a drill rapper
Shoot that glizzy then clean it off I got some real manners
Couple million sitting in the safe, look like a steel cabinet
Slide through the bity nobody out, tryna put a bitch on a tee
Faceshot, gang in my city want to terrorize the streets
Big-ass bullets take down Suburbans and they'll flip a Jeep
No more hot cars, I got a rental for the whole week
Slide through the bity nobody out, tryna put a bitch on a tee
Faceshot, gang in my city want to terrorize the streets
Big-ass bullets take down Suburbans and they'll flip a Jeep
No more hot cars, I got a rental for the whole week
Ok I'm on that car right there, when we switch lanes get him
This a leeky blunt, I don't think big meechie can fit in there
I'm the party starter, get the party started I'm like yeah
Slide through the bity nobody out, tryna put a bitch on a tee
Faceshot, gang in my city want to terrorize the streets
Big-ass bullets take down Suburbans and they'll flip a Jeep
No more hot cars, I got a rental for the whole week
Hmm, yeah, bitch, I get to tweakin' out
Pop a bean, caught them boys lackin' when they was eatin' out
Fifty bands stuffed in my Amiris, we brought them demons out
Send your pussy ass to the sky so he can see the clouds
Yeah, bitch, I ain't got no sense
Lil' switchy on that FN look like a phone chip
Do the opps like back in the day, them niggas '06
Why you think we shoot a hunnid rounds because we don't miss
Black Dior shades on my eyes because I lean a lot
Need to quit that syrup right now it make me pee a lot Fuck around and rob my plug hmmmmmm
I mean I rob my plug for like half cause I ain't need a lot
We don't measure drank when we sippin', yeah we just pour the numbers
Got a dog house in Atlanta, do Robert Horry numbers
Finna cut new cullin on forges yeah that's before the summer
Turn that chopper up like a hemi I'm tryna motor something
Hmmm oooh these niggas real rappers
I make music and I drop shit, yes I'm a drill rapper
Shoot that glizzy then clean it off I got some real manners
Couple million sitting in the safe, look like a steel cabinet
Slide through the bity nobody out, tryna put a bitch on a tee
Faceshot, gang in my city want to terrorize the streets
Big-ass bullets take down Suburbans and they'll flip a Jeep
No more hot cars, I got a rental for the whole week
Slide through the bity nobody out, tryna put a bitch on a tee
Faceshot, gang in my city want to terrorize the streets
Big-ass bullets take down Suburbans and they'll flip a Jeep
No more hot cars, I got a rental for the whole week
