Tommy Bunz Lyrics

Greatest Gang

Yeah

I'm in a different bracket why? Cause my money longer

They hit him in his belly look like he got his stomach done

Since we speaking bout belly stack the dog shit like I'm Tommy bunz

I'm mad as fuck that I ain't rich yet so I ain't got no time for fun

I think he running out of pape his bitch keep asking me to buy her something

Heard his daddy was a rat shit I guess that's where he got it from

Me and my bitch be fucking hoes together don't gotta lie bout nothing

Tryna fit hundred dubs in my pants got my pocket swollen

We pass hoes like John Stockton don't we

You know I play it cool never tell when I got shit on me

Yo ass finished you ain't got shit on you

I need drank who got a doctor for me?

We shut shit down like erotic don't we?

I was broke I got it right doe

I can make a dub that shit be light na

Gave my lil baby 5,000 that's the shit you lose yo life for and he crashing out before the Night time

Make it 10 he hopping on a flight na

My lil nigga hot as hell

I just iced a eight and dropped it none of this shit not for sale

I got fans in every city gotta catch me fresh as hell

Imma die or get away cause I ain't going back to jail

See me counting up this dog shit lil bitch then come and help

Saint Laurent's they fit me perfect I don't gotta rock a belt

Put Terronie on my chain she keep sucking on my neck

Yeah we got this shit rn don't give a fuck about who next