T1ZZ ft. PE$O PETE Lyrics

Koll (Yuh)

Yuh (So what)

We finna slide off the deck in a tizz

My opps is some bitches, they made offa ribs

I'm quick off the hit, no Octane's Stim

She gave me jim, I ran it again

I start with your fam and end changing clips

I ran with my set, you just ran with a bitch

Now you ran out of luck 'cuz I'm up and you sick

And you ducking the fifth, huh

Talking a lot about nothin' 'cuz you ain't doing shit

.40 Colt clip how I spit

I start a mosh pit but I might never mosh in the pit

Branded with sticks, like momma spanked me

Ain't giving you hankies, just stop being a bitch

Yes I out rank 'em

Strong-arm the plug with the work, Channing Tatum

I send a shooter, he do Sony Vegas

We get it set in a pinch

Three gram vibe full of grinch

Give 'em a mile, they takin an inch (Shit)

Bringing back every hitter I sent

Speak out your cheek you can talk to the hand

Cuz that pussy boy really feel bent

Been around weed but I don't fuck with a plant

Bustin' this fire, it gon' bite like a ant

If we bustin' that fire he gon' duck and scram

I got two bags 'cuz I ran it again

I promise on Prophet he seeing the land

He seeing the Lord, he seeing my fan

(Bow) You know who I am

.45 my hip, get me out of a jam

.45 I click it, it kicking his can

Folks get him ducked for a gram

Yuh (Yuh) yuh (Yuh), yuh

I send that boy abroad

We send him up to God

He was too pussy to buck the rod, huh

I had to duck the frauds

Some of them stay tryna dump my cards

Give a fuck if you was my dog

Jits still tryna run up some COD (Why it sound like)

Walking around with the swag that they sought

I ain't talkin' Pandora, my swag out the box

Fuck a Tesla, might go take a Track' off the lot

Rappers sus, I done swear y'all be jacking a lot

And my jacket is Glo Gang, green camo hoodie, the same color guap

Mix the green with the purple, the same color za

Me and Jeesh get along 'cuz we came from the block

954 305, fuck around and get shot

Yuh, and that chop sing like minstrel

Punch in that K, got a fistful

Bitch finna blow like a whistle

Up in Palm Beach, we trap out the subs

Off of the za, hit Publix for a sub

He act like a penguin up in that club

I'm smoking real za, this shit stank off a dub

I let that bitch fly and the sound finna rock out the limiter

I'm outside his crib walkin' round the perimeter

I rally him up, Pe$o hit with a finisher

(Mink mink) Two hands, make him inhibited

I'm cutting the dividends, you didn't fitted him

My stones is glistening, looking like Sigilyph (Aye)

Bro why in the fuck we so gatdamn ignorant

Bro what in the fuck, the destruction is imminent (Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh)

Drop, drop, drop, drop (Uuuh)

Drop, drop, drop, drop

Drop, drop, drop, drop

Drop, drop, drop, bitch

Drop, drop, drop, drop (Shapeshifter)

Drop, drop, drop, drop (Report, shapeshifter)

Drop, drop, drop, drop (Answer me, shapeshifter)

Drop, drop, drop

Enough!