Tanaban ft. YNW Talaban Lyrics

Get it off the boat

Working hands on deck now

This my life you know that live it

Ain't no more regrets now

Finger fuck it been in a bag

I'm talking sex now

From the trenches deep in that water

The money wet now

Money got me power I'm Thugging

I got respect now

Went pro from the jets

Get higher than any jet now

Bag fulla blues

Run marathons with the set now

Stepping on these Niggas like FILA's

You know I love Atlanta

Kick it with the bloodies and Slimies

You know that fuck with tana

In love with the colors and drugs

I'm mixing Tropicana

Excuse me Mr. can't get enough

Smoke keep a extra hammer

Felon, know I keep it on me

Can't do that dirt on camera

Spinning with the shooters

I pass the rock yeah assist the handles

Know we okay for keeps With your life

Why these fuck niggas gamble

AR , FN , AK

They think I'm playing Scramble

Heart been cold

Got me riding around with this fucking heater

Made it from the trench

Got me walking round like a fucking Zebra

In love with these racks

One reason that I don't fuck with people

Tell you that they "Love You " but

You really they just do fucking evil

Been about a check now

I'm going up like a fucking Adidas

Watching for the cross

Count my blessing

But ion trust the preacher

Never had a big dawg cause

Nigga I am the fucking LEADER

Pain in this soda

Too much I need another liter

Me and Talaban with smoke laced fentanyl

Cap that you selling I ain't smelling I ain't feeling y'all

I been in the trap overtime I ain't getting off

Sliding with my dawgs if it's up take the ceiling off

Know I'm off the top suicide nigga big boss

Dripping when I put this shit on still get the lick off

Tripped and fell in love with these blues

Trying to get rich off

Striking ! Like a model no photos

Can't get the pic off

Me and Talaban with smoke laced fentanyl

Cap that you selling I ain't smelling I ain't feeling y'all

I been in the trap overtime I ain't getting off

Sliding with my dawgs if it's up take the ceiling off

Know I'm off the top suicide nigga big boss

Dripping when I put this shit on still get the lick off

Tripped and fell in love with these blues

Trying to get rich off

Striking ! Like a model no photos

Can't get the pic off

I come from the bottom

Now it's up and I'm ahead now

Fuck it , I can't wait no more

For real I want his head tapped

They see I got that power in this shit

I got him scared now

Foot on the pedal

I know they waiting for me to crash out

Saving my money

The only way I'm about to cash out

Go on a drill

You bet not bitch

And bet not bag out

They was sleeping on me

Said fuck it ! I'm on they ass now

Never catch me lacking

Keep some shooters in the background

I fuck with my kind

And no these Niggas can not hang

They be claiming they street

But Niggas really dropping names

Never switch up on my brothers

Told my niggas never change

I've been sipping on this drink

It got me serving thru the lanes

All that pillow talking

Niggas Really doing really lame

I get head from a lil hoe

And I didn't even know her name

Niggas get to acting funny

When they come up on some change

R.I.P my brothers

Ima pop it in your name

I got three different spots

When you pull up in the hood

And I'm steady doing shit

These niggas wishing that they could

Had to cut the lil bitch off

Because I know she wasn't no good

And they know that I'm with it

Nigga let's get that understood

At the top of the chain

They got me feeling like I'm Shug

I can never be a Bum

I gotta get up and get to it

InStead doing all that talking

Shut the fuck up and go do it

When you come from that mud

You know you really be influenced

And them people be watching

You gotta know what you doing

Get it off the boat

Working hands on deck now

This my life you know that live it

Ain't no more regrets now

Finger fuck it been in a bag

I'm talking sex now

From the trenches deep in that water

The money wet now

Money got me power I'm Thugging

I got respect now

Went pro from the jets

Get higher than any jet now

Bag fulla blues

Run marathons with the set now

Stepping on these Niggas like FILA's

You know I love Atlanta

Kick it with the bloodies and Slimies

You know that fuck with tana

In love with the colors and drugs

I'm mixing Tropicana

Excuse me Mr. can't get enough

Smoke keep a extra hammer

Felon, know I keep it on me

Can't do that dirt on camera

Spinning with the shooters

I pass the rock yeah assist the handles

Know we okay for keeps With your life

Why these fuck niggas gamble

AR , FN , AK

They think I'm playing Scramble

Me and Talaban with smoke laced fentanyl

Cap that you selling I ain't smelling I ain't feeling y'all

I been in the trap overtime I ain't getting off

Sliding with my dawgs if it's up take the ceiling off

Know I'm off the top suicide nigga big boss

Dripping when I put this shit on still get the lick off

Tripped and fell in love with these blues

Trying to get rich off

Striking ! Like a model no photos

Can't get the pic off