Tempo 2! ft. Lyfelxss Lyrics

(Discord, oh!)

He wanna talk my shit, okay? (yuh, okay, okay)

I got hella diamonds I ain't trippin' 'boutta brick, okay? (yuh, okay, okay)

She come to the crib, that's some shit that I cant miss

I go stupid on this shit, ain't no hooper when I shoot

Money go blue into this zipped

Pant pocket, Ksubi jeans nigga walk like he got drip

Bands droppin' these some g's (yeah), not some pocket money, bitch

I'm like what you doin', who you gon' shoot?

Talkin' crazy man its finna be you

I put a nigga life up on my tooth

Ay, nigga on dick put his ass down

Eat the bullet like a puto

Nigga a puta, might knock out his tooth

Got a stick in my hand bitch, I move like a Russo

223 on my waist I might fuck up the booth

Its a good oppurtune to go poof (em)

Too much pain for a nigga to trip over coupes

All these nigga be ru- (disconnect)

Big racks in my city, uh

Help me count these fifties, uh

Pockets big like Biggy, uh

(Why are you so silly, huh?)

Yo' shit sound so icky, I been makin bread with peeps

Man yo' situation sticky, think yo' girl gon' need my grease

Thousand dollar 'vestments got me flying out to Greece (on god)

You can see my lenses even when I go to sleep (what?)

The way she be talking, she must wanna be in my sheets

Pistol get to pack-a-punching, 'cause it put that boy to sleep, ha

He don't got a job, man that boy is freelancing (he broke)

Bitch, he from the underground let's call up Steve Hanson (ha-ha)

We gon' call him fake, cuz he switched up for a mansion

Man he act like Fantano, cause he always ranting (yuh)

Man he pulled up and he folded quick, I got a glock with a loaded blick

I switch up the song I noticed it, she wanna talk, I know this shit,

All y'all niggas be rookies, shawty wan' slide through, she givin' cookie

Yeah, she giving the cookie

Most of y'all thought they would never push me

I'm breaking the charts, number 1 rookie

Most of y'all niggas, prolly mistook me (Lyfelxss)

For some lame niggas, we are not the same nigga

Fuck what you claim nigga, we gon' send the same hitters

You gon' find out all the reasons why they call him brain splitter

Man I'm running through their place like It's Crash Bandicoot

Why you claiming they yo homies when they quick to abandon you?

You was overlooking me but like… who is you?

And my brothers quick to kill yeah they put you on that news

Shawty come up in my bed make her sing it like Halsey

Man you think you beating us? man you popped a molly

All I do is talk shit that's my favorite hobby

This is 'Tempo' fucking 2 this the new topic

New topic, I'm at the mall my shorty shoppin'

Check my watchlist, caught that nigga on my page he stalkin'

Nigga this is 'Tempo 2'

I'm posted up in the endzone,

We is not friends though, we get the memo dude

Liffy pullin' up we take yo' loot

I'm posted outside with shootas

Try yo best not to get- to get-

I'm posted outside with shootas

Try yo best not to get (boom)

Nigga this a duo, we could give a fuck about yo' track

He got hoes on Yubo, do like Rosa Parks get to the back

I feel like Bktherula, uh (I feel like bk)

I keep my Muhfuckin' tool up, uh

None of yall niggas can pull up

Most of y'all internet shooters (on god)

I like Sosa, I'm big shoota, I think that might suit ya'

Choppa hit his upper body, hit him in medula (huh)

You so doomed, nigga

You a coon, nigga

Caught you in your room nigga

You was up on zoom, nigga

I make verses on my break

It's a band I made today

Hop up on the FLP my niggas always here to stay