Tank Davis ft. BagBeto Lyrics

I'm like thank god

Yea we made it

Thank God yea we made it

This shit hit hard like Tank Davis

Sight on point nigga like a laser

I Came from the dirt yea I'm talkin craters

Top five dead or alive like I'm Jada

I'm like thank god yea we made it

This shit hit hard like Tank Davis

If My Bro Said He Need It I Got It

Walk In The Spot With Three Racks In My Pocket

I Spin In The Beam It Use To Be An Impalas

They Say That They Ape But Still Acting Koala

You Talking Bout Bape Best Believe That I Got It

I Hit Up Ralph Just To Clean Up Them Diamonds

And Shoutout to Staxx Cause He Been Getting Dollars

Got Some Connects And they Came With Some Scholars

Them Niggas Poppin Techs At Your Yo Collar

Said He Need A Bow Know That I Got Him

Cash Up Front No I Can't Spot Them

Mask On Deck Know That I'm Robbin

Sippin On Green Yeah I'm A Goblin

DAMN

Sippin On Green Yeah I'm A Goblin

Got Hella Flavors No Dennis Rodman

Thank God yea we made it

This shit hit hard like Tank Davis

Sight on point nigga like a laser

I Came from the dirt yea I'm talkin craters

Top five dead or alive like I'm Jada

I'm like thank god yea me made it

This shit hit hard like Tank Davis

Jumped of the porch no favors

Jealousy breds envy

And I peep the hate

Most you niggas really bitches

And I can relate

Adolf gone ride till the casket break

Do not ask a nigga why he step this way

Yougin really come up off section eight

Free all my real niggas

Yea the fastest way

Adolf pop shit like cashes clay

Couple demons in my past

Still after me

Try to hold a nigga down

They can't shackle me

Gudda house mother fucker

That the facility

Ain't no mother fucking ounce of quit or doubt

In me

I'm shit on everybody that doubt

Me

Back back little bitch why you

Crowding me

All of a sudden everybody they proud

Of me man keep that fake shit from

Round a Gee cuz