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Told You So.. Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2020
Lyrics
They be scamming a lot
Don’t trust none of them niggas hand on my glock
Don’t test me with the shot
Touch and you get banged on like Simmons on the block!
Touch and you get banged on, then he sending for the cops
Get banged on like Jenny from the block
Get banged on like a Minnesota cop
He was blood before now he’s coughing it up
Closed casket shells all in his mug
In the coffin a thug and he claiming he hard till bullets soften him up
Caution him up
And the take all your cars and the auction em up
Your life is over now they chalking you up
They can end that shit, I ain’t starting with that
M1 tucked now I’m talking with that
Pause him with that
End the convo I ain’t arguing back
That’s cause and effect
Better call God but you can’t call him collect
Pardon the set
But their my Genius Bar, come and talk to a tech(Tec)
Fresh from my head to my shoulders
She be hyping the sound she wiping me down like I’m from the NOLA
More stacking this money no worrying bout bitches as I’m gettin older
Go head and attend to those bums
Just don’t make me tell you I told you
I’m leading the race
She fuck wit the winner she love me she give me a taste
You give the key to your safe
All summer fucking yo bitch now I’m needing my space
She want the key to your wraith
I tell a bitch suck a dick
I
Skeet on her face
I’m HIM and he need a replace
The pussy is wack and played out like CD’s and tapes
I done been there done that time to go
Dig real deep like I’m finding Gold
And thanks to the past I’m first in my class no honor roll
You better go retreat now b4 the devil go find your soul
Better change that monotone b4 I welcome you to hell where i am home!
They can end that shit, I ain’t starting with that
M1 tucked now I’m talking with that
Pause him with that
End the convo I ain’t arguing back
That’s cause and effect
Better call God but you can’t call him collect
Pardon the set
But their my Genius Bar, come and talk to a tech(Tec)
Fresh like I came out the stroller
The way she be wiping me down
A nigga be fresh like I whipping the yola
I keep the Tec on me nigga no stressin me
I put the chill in a Polar(Bear)
Go head and attend to those bums
Just don’t make me tell you I told you