Tyler Durden Lyrics

Pump fake

All these niggas look fake

No stakes, all good

Chessmate

No brag, life drag

Too rad

Tell the man, finna

Get my city back

Fuck keys, coming

For the holy grail

Fuck bail, I'll evolve

In hell

No sweat, she wet

No regret

Fuck checks, no sex

All neck

Goddamn, horny women

Wanna dance

Uncle Sam in a trance

Gotta grab his pants

Take his money, take his land

Take his girl nigga

This an uprising, this is

Our world nigga

Fuck around fuck around

With the intention

Hold it down hold the crown

Know the mission

Back up dont need it

We a rambo

When its rough

Catch us up in the bando

Damn Daniel going ghost like a phantom

Fuckin with a Russian love my clips random

Any second with the trigger we can make it bigger heh

Any second in the ringer I could be the nigga

Why you think I care about your 6 figures

Been the same nigga why you acting unfamiliar

Why you think I care about your 6 figures

Been the same nigga why you acting unfamiliar

These niggas these niggas they all stupid

These bitches these bitches they all lucid

We in it, we did it we fucking winning nigga

We seen the fiends we be sinning nigga

Tell the people that bitch and moan for everything

You aint grown come and get slapped by a ring

Floating like a butterfly finna get sting

Tell these niggas all the niggas who chase bling

Look at that now you lost foundation

Spun gold we been on vacation

This magic this novacation

This UT annihilation

Uncle Sam that nigga talking crazy

Uncle Sam don't even try to pay me

Don't worry I'm done with ya lady

Be mad she black now she lazy

Fuck king shit this revolutionary

Niggas think they've seen whats really scary

Seen the dark days their nightmares

Lets say some shit make em all scared

Why you think I care about your 6 figures

Been the same nigga why you acting unfamiliar

Why you think I care about your 6 figures

Been the same nigga why you acting unfamiliar