Tie Breaker lyrics

[Verse 1: Prince Jefe]
My life Gucci, but my shirt is Louie
You brought your strap, let's get into it, blasian b*tch look like karrueche
Brown skin like JT, I roll with the Uzi
Please don't talk that murder sh*t to me, you ain't been in no shootings

[Verse 2: BabyTron]
Yohji Yamamoto’s or it's RTA
Dawgie think that he a trap star, 'cause he got Carti frames
Taking risks, pulling stunts, live the narly way
Hundred shot clear the party out, and I hardly aim

[Verse 3: Prince Jefe]
30 shots in 50 seconds, you can't get away
You gon' get your ass wacked, tryna get my chain
I grab a new [?] from my plug, and I do my thang
We not leaving til we see blood tap a n*gga face

[Verse 4: BabyTron]
sh*t, went from human race to the SB's
This a glocky with a switch, like f*ck a XD
sh*t, if the risk high, so is the reward
Mixing magic potions, this a 4, I feel like Dumbledorе

[Verse 5: Prince Jefe]
You keep f*cking off your racks but what you hustle for?
My lawyer [?] the pack whеn I walk in court
Cracking [?] you get 50 if you give me your's
Hit his block, 250 shots, [?] you know when it rain, it pours
[Verse 6: BabyTron]
Steppin in some Christion Lubies, f*ck around and paint the floor
2023 [?]
sh*t, pull up with that tie breaker, tryna change the score
[?] to duses, f*cked around and had to [?] the [?]

[Verse 7: Prince Jefe]
Hopped out with the [?] f*ck with the clique, then we gon' hang you
I been [?] selling white girl like [?]
f*ck a song, in a tittie bar with a banger
[?] my money long, these hoes begging me to slay [?]


[Verse 8: BabyTron]
Throwing bullets at the opps, me and bro [?]
[?] exersism, [?]
Tryna act tough, but he the type of guy to write a statement
Shroom trippin, I'm so high, might go [?] spaceship

[Verse 9: Prince Jefe]
You the type of n*gga hit the club, but don't throw sh*t
I'm the type to get [?] drugs, 'cause I'm loaded
Grind to [?] grams in the Focus
I dropped out of school and hit the streets for my deploma

[Verse 10: BabyTron]
sh*t, my pop looking like it need an oil change
Pop out with that cannon, shoot sh*t like I'm [?]
Told [?] meet me down [?] I'm passing [?] with it
f*ck a blender, put [?] in a pot, b*tch get boiled in it
[Verse 11: .Prince Jefe]
Yo
Meet a b*tch tonight, tomorrow on a train
I'm on parole, don't tell my PO I roll with the drac
I [?] him with [?] why would you run away?
I ran it up on CP, scamming in the A

[Verse 12: BabyTron]
Stabbing in the foreign, would've thought it came from Crystal Lake
Think he f*cking with the gang, he must be off some crystal meth
Thousand dollar [?] been playing out the [?]
Me and Prince tag teamed this beat, and layed this b*tch to rest