Lyrical Exercise lyrics

by

Yhung T.O.



First things first b*tch I’m he
Feeling like pop butch I ball above the rim
Thirty in that Glock knock a n*gga off a limb
This an automatic chop n*gga this is not a sem-i
Everywhere we go b*tch we deep
All black HEMI with designer on my feet
And b*tch I need it back cause my time ain’t free
And I just put an S and a R in the T
n*gga who the f*ck is you cause you n*ggas ain’t me
She only got coo if it really ain’t cream
And n*gga what you pourin’ if it really ain’t lean
Twenty bands in my joggers cause these really ain’t jean
All a night wanna know what they here fo’
Diamonds dancin’ on my neck like disco
Catch a n*gga out of bounds let that clip go
Baby I just want that throat let yo’ lips know
Hella blues on me but I ain’t a crip tho
She just left for me, thought this was your b*tch tho
I just pass her to the bro then I dip tho
Six bands in the motherf*ckin’ fit tho
F’n on my motherf*ckin’ hit tho
Channel on the motherf*ckin drip tho
You ain’t talking ‘bout a bag get you [?]
In a win in that Benz b*tch I been gone
Before I argue with a n*gga I’ma catch one
Now your used to be homie is a dead one
n*gga I’ma hit the fence if the Feds come
n*gga broke and dis and they ain’t say nothin’
And b*tch I’m from the V that’s where I’ve been from
n*gga sayin’ they a boy but I’ve been one
I just hop up in a booth then the trends come
Why you actin’ like a b*tch n*gga man up
How you grown and you broke get your bands up
Police still killin’ n*ggas with they hands up
Just my motherf*ckin’ self what I’m a fan of
f*ck the police cause the V tryna ban us
Mr. [?] save a ho, he a dumb ho
I’m from the north but my n*gga slimmy [?]
She let me hit it from the back with no glove on
I can drop ten bands get your man gone
And first things first b*tch I’m he
Feeling like pop cause I ball above the rim
VVS on my mouth on my motherf*ckin’ green
And I hope you gotta friend for my mof*ckin’ friend
They like T. O. where you motherf*ckin’ been
Sliding outta ops to make motherf*ckin’ sense
Runnin’ up these bands for the motherf*ckin’ tent
n*gga say I ain’t the G.O.A.T got me motherf*ckin’ bent onna gang
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