TØRE Lyrics

Bitch im tore

Tore up

Tore down

Ripping off the floor now

I run from the court house

Do what I want I'm feeling bored now

Burnt out

Whore house

Jumping off the porch now

Trap

Yeah

I come from a poor house

Rats roaches

Big mouse

Shh boy don't make no sound

Shit go up down it work out

I smoke out the whole pound

I smoke out the whole town

Push it out then I bring it back

I moved on to bigger racks

I Got options like a biggie bag

She ride the dick I call her piggy back

Im outta dis world

I feel like the men in black

I wear many hats

She said I don't change

Well you could have yo pennies back

I fucked up the game how I rush it like a running back

Ion smoke no games need a Russian or a honey pack

I get back to the streets

Back to the basics

Following my steps so they went and copped some asics

He don't recognize the real he need some lasik

Eye surgery

He started seeing double faces

She need to make a couple changes

Go and lock yo self in the basement

Don't come out till you get innovative

Go pray to God

Nah we do not fear satan

Bitch im tore

Bitch im tore

Bitch im tore

Bitch im tore

Bitch im tore

Tore up

Tore down

Ripping off the floor now

I run from the court house

Do what I want I'm feeling bored now

Burnt out

Whore house

Jumping off the porch now

Trap

Yeah

I come from a poor house

Rats roaches

Big mouse

Shh boy don't make no sound

Shit go up down it work out

I smoke out the whole pound

I smoke out the whole town

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