Time To Torture ft. La Tony, DonoB & Lil Rondo Lyrics

Yea

Dussa in this bitch man

Get em lil bro

Ay drop them tints and make em pay for all that dissing shit

You been binking all night and ain't come up that some goofy shit

Got the drop from his main now me and finna creep on shit

Slide up in a Ac man switch the whip we in a Kia bitch

We trapping Monday thru Monday we out here taking risk

I love dropping tints, but if he diss then ima jump out bitch

Can't let no nigga set me up, I always keep a Glock

Just give me head ion wanna fuck, man these bitches be hot

Taxing for the G23, that's gone get yo ass wopped

And if we binking and yo shit locked then we popping the lock

Pop em like a pimple he keep dissing aim straight for his temple

She say why you cheat on me Rondo sorry it was accidental

Rock out like im TayB no not skilla bitch I'm talking bout Tayski

Roll up and you know I faced em

Got jammed up cause Ian take em

Uh yea cause you know Ian take em

Igh bet

Don't play both sides over here bitch you get left where you stay at

Don't respond to nun of that shit these lil nigga straight be playing

If lil dude nem diss told cuzzo hit em and his mans

Running up this shit foreal told momma that I got a plan

Tryna beef with us lil cuz just be smart with yo life

Can't ride around naked in this bitch betta keep yo pipe

You don't wanna be mine cause sometimes I beat my bitch like Ike

Riding in boxes toting guns man this life just ain't right

They dropped my case but I just got caught in box again

Mono

Pray to god everyday I get home cause I'm committing sins

No this shit ain't promised tell myself I gotta live it up

Foot on they neck steady ball can't let my pivot up

I'm just tryna stack this pape till tha benjies and ceiling touch

Came in tha party wit my blick somewhere in my breeches tucked

Got exotic on me this shit sealed but it's still reeking

Thinking imma lick send two his way gon leave his potnas thinking

You can't drive dis whip get in tha back don't know wat yu was thinkn

392 gon push tha skat get thru det gap see blue lights blinking

You ain't been behind det barrel thinkn det yo time ticking

He just might survive, empty tha clip hear det la nine clicking

Big bra got big sht, 7.62s have yo spine flipping

I just served ah geek str out this bag, gon have his mind flipping

Learned about them Kia's lot of cars but they got plugs in em

See it in his eyes he gon fold so can't fuck with em

Big kuh took and he charge it to the game

But when I catch lil dude I'm gone play hopscotch with his stains

Different dead niggas mommas crying in they picture frames

Getting thru gaps you see this car, bitch this a skat switching these lanes

How these niggas capping and they dissing, neva put in pain

In a Chrysler 300 open fire like a gun range

In a skat sliding me and gang we sliding the backstreets

Pass lil kuh the gun he gone open fire from the backseat

Run em down make em slap feet, run em down like a track meet

Doing demos niggas dropping guns, how you drop yo heat

When we link im gone open fire and leave you on yo teeth

Niggas say they gone do what to who you look just how you sound

Big booty bitch, hit from the back like SexyRed take her to town

You ain't with the gang on them late nights then you can't come around

Buck 80 on a new ball lex but this the lex Is

Keep my doors unlocked in case I catch a nigga claiming

Hit that corner to fast with no skills you ain't gone catch

Bullets like a pit, wherever I point and aim them hollows fetch

His bitch top me up now he out chunking he gone pop me up

Get put on a crutch for the last time that you was kicking dust

He ran outta luck and he got stuck, when that G21 buck

I'm making shit duck I really got on some by the hucks

I be tryna chill but I b feining for a kill

I don't need no pills that shit just give me a thrill

Bounced out and he seen the steel, seen his face he had the chills

Play with me, and I get vicious show you how that hot shit feel

On my momma nigga

Fuck you talking bout

On my brother