TIT FOR TAT Lyrics

Ain't no tit for tat, nigga bust at me, might as well go and pick a casket

Every member with me scoring, like we went and stole the basket, beatin' on that work

Niggas in here tryna break the chassis

Let me hear that hoe Boomie

Fiendin' for a yerk, she pop a ten, this bitch keep scratching

Peepin' in my business ah' get you popped, why you keep askin'

Sellin' drugs all around the clock, that's how I keep active

Niggas out here really rattin', I gotta learn to speak Latin

Been havin' bubs, niggas just used to call that shit platinum

Been havin' plugs, face-to-face or that front door action

That Drake got a tug, put a grip on now it's soul Snatchin'

Take his top off, and tell that nigga that it's no cappin

I took a notch off, but it's gon' sell, nigga, it's a blow package

Security askin' am I strapped , you know the folks packin

I'm in the club with three switches, outside a be a closed casket

Do a nigga bad with this chop, sound like a flow master

Shoulda never came with that switchy, now it go faster

Niggas still stuck up on the P, boy, you slow-bastards

Told my bitch we goin' forwards, like we don't know Backwards

Put that chip up in my motor, I'm tryin' to crack somethin

Niggas say he want that smoke, I'm tryin' to match somethin

Why that nigga think he rollin', like we won't flat somethin

Put some blood up on that T, that G-21 a slat somethin

I just want the blue money, don't hit me with them wack hunnids

Yeah, ain't goin' back and forth

Put my bitch up in Chanel, you put your bitch in Michael Kors

All in the Louis store in Vegas, finna buy the store

Only fuck with the Wynn, they say my name when I come through the door

Cause I be really through this bitch

I took the profits, to Drai's, and I just threw the shit

I'm with my young bitch, we tryin' to find a cougar bitch

Get on some drunk shit and put on this young shit

Two hundred dollars zaps of strong, boy, I run shit

You fuck around, I'll middleman that one shit

I call my gas Tyson every pool it punch shit

And free my nigga Rex, any issue, he crunch shit

Treat a nigga like a pack, you know he runtz shit

Fourth and long, we gon' go, we never punt shit

Scopes and beams all on the heat, look like we hunt shit

And they forever on our laps, we never trunk shit

Ain't goin' Tit for Tat, nigga bust at me

Might as well go and pick casket, every Member with me scoring

Like we went and stole the basket, beatin' on that work

Niggas in here tryin' to break the chassis