Tayman lyrics

[Intro]
(You want a drink, Alek, while you wait?)
Let's ride out
Ride out
Yeah, let's go ride out
(Tizzle bring the heat, boy)
Let's go ride out

[Verse 1]
Yeah, I got heat
I got sticks and them Glocks sittin' on the motherf*ckin' seat
They with me
I got bread and lil' Serve and they love eatin' motherf*ckin' beef
Yeah, that ain't me
I ain't shootin' up no house, I'ma catch him walkin' out in the streets
That ain't beef
I ain't puttin' sh*t on Instagram, actin' like the hardest man
Yeah, that ain't G
I'm the type to get you smashed on
n*gga, that beef ain't last long
n*gga, thought you gangster
Big H-Dawg cuttin' your motherf*ckin' ears and your fingers
I been thinking
I ain't no rap n*gga
Mister get 'em clapped, n*gga
Yeah, top ranking
Yeah, gun going blit-blat
n*gga screaming, "Get back"
[Interlude]
Yeah, better run from this sh*t
Run, mister postman, run
Run fast as you can, n*gga, run, run, run, run, run, n*gga, yeah

[Verse 2]
'Cause my bullets hawk down, n*gga
Yeah, big H-Dawg in your town, n*gga
Yeah, n*ggas rappin' gangster, but they clowns, n*gga
I'm the type'll get you smacked down, n*gga
Yeah, thirty round, n*gga
Yeah, I talk sh*t on the beat
Yeah, n*gga, and I walk sh*t in the streets
Yeah, n*gga, get picked off in the streets
Yeah, n*gga, Slaughter Gang, n*gga, eat beef
Yeah, n*gga

[Outro]
Blatt, mob in this b*tch
Yeah, n*gga, blatt, mob in this b*tch, n*gga
Yeah, n*gga, blatt, mob in this b*tch, n*gga
2100 block boy sh*t, n*gga
Yeah, gang, n*gga