Tia & Tamera ft. QpOnABeat & 111AM Lyrics

Hot box kick door hitting these licks

Yo bitch love when she chew on my dick

Shawty freaked out can't run outta spit

Draco FN bussing it spit

Thirty round stick with a Hunnid round clip

Yo bitch fucked up in the head bout this

It's Biffle Rd. TRAB running through the lil 6

I just mixed up the molly and xan

Dropped it in a drank getting higher than I planned

Bitch boujee she goin need a lil tan

Wit a fye in my hand FN my kin

Tia & Tamera hitting sisters they twins

Imma roll a backwood on the jet fly to france

I ain't wanna fuck the hoe cause she didn't wanna dance

Shawty boring if she ain't shaking ass for the bands

When I walk into the room gotta whole bunch of fans

It's TRAB it's TRAB I'm shaking all these hands

All these niggas round me fuck the Ku Klux Klan

Niggas letting off shots seen the lil boy ran

Yeen bout shit yeen talmbout nun we was sliding on the opposition my niggas gunning

Big ass stick bout tall as Paul Bunyan

In the kitchen with the work cutting up the lil onion

Karate kick back this chopper go bow

If I get a quarter pound then I'm gonna need fries

This a East Atlanta sound so it's gonna be fye

If I catch you down bad then a nigga gonna cry

This shit make me wanna jugg

Nigga door locking in neighborhoods

If I seen it first that shit was took

Nigga catch a nigga hit his ass wit the glock

Hot box kick door hitting these licks

Yo bitch love when she chew on my dick

Shawty freaked out can't run outta spit

Draco FN bussing it spit

Thirty round stick with a Hunnid round clip

Yo bitch fucked up in the head bout this

It's Biffle Rd. TRAB running through the lil 6

I just mixed up the molly and xan

Dropped it in a drank getting higher than I planned

Bitch boujee she goin need a lil tan

Wit a fye in my hand FN my kin

Tia & Tamera hitting sisters they twins

Imma roll a backwood on the jet fly to france

I ain't wanna fuck the hoe cause she didn't wanna dance

Shawty boring if she ain't shaking ass for the bands

When I walk into the room gotta whole bunch of fans

It's TRAB it's TRAB I'm shaking all these hands

All these niggas round me fuck the Ku Klux Klan

Niggas letting off shots seen the lil boy ran

This a Brand new whip don't touch my car

Hop in don't turn shit push start

Please don't do it nigga better not start

5 5 6 Bullets stop your heart

I been with the shits nigga fuck what you thought

Been having racks nigga fuck what you bought

I keep a stick and a brick in the vault

30 my clip to carry out assaults

They asked what it cost I told em I'm the boss

Christian Louboutin I use to shop at ross

Just came with package ion mean to floss

She wet like the Ocean baby I'm the dock

You need the prescription baby I'm the Doc

Big racks pockets full of knots

If it ain't bout cash ion talk

Fuck niggas mad why not

Hot box kick door hitting these licks

Yo bitch love when she chew on my dick

Shawty freaked out can't run outta spit

Draco FN bussing it spit

Thirty round stick with a Hunnid round clip

Yo bitch fucked up in the head bout this

It's Biffle Rd. TRAB running through the lil 6

I just mixed up the molly and xan

Dropped it in a drank getting higher than I planned

Bitch boujee she goin need a lil tan

Wit a fye in my hand FN my kin

Tia & Tamera hitting sisters they twins

Imma roll a backwood on the jet fly to france

I ain't wanna fuck the hoe cause she didn't wanna dance

Shawty boring if she ain't shaking ass for the bands

When I walk into the room gotta whole bunch of fans

It's TRAB it's TRAB I'm shaking all these hands

All these niggas round me fuck the Ku Klux Klan

Niggas letting off shots seen the lil boy ran