Tennis Rope lyrics
by YTB Fatt
[Intro]
(You'd be fly too, if you linked up with Frenchie)
[Verse 1]
These n*ggas pullin' the impossible
I don't know how they do it
These n*ggas getttin' out of jail with no bond in thirty minutes
I'm only thinkin' one thing
I'm only thinkin' two things (What it is?)
Huh, ah, ah, ah
These n*ggas rattin' and snitchin'
I heard about you in the county, you b*tchin'
Back on the block, pus*y, come and get me
n*gga play right now better move they mama out, 'cause I'ma drop a fifty (pus*y)
Ain't no more spots to go
Ain't no more spots to chief
I got ten chains in total, I can give a young n*gga a rope to show where you live
[Chorus]
Tennis rope
Yeah, n*gga, tennis rope
That young n*gga gave me all that f*ckin' info for a tennis rope
Ha, n*gga where I'm from they ain't– (Shh, ha)
n*gga, where I'm from, if they ain't got no little sh*t, they'll do it for a tennis rope
[Verse 2]
We been puttin' that belt on buddy
n*ggas be seein' the foxes and choke
n*gga, my hood know how I feel
I get in my feelings when I don't up the sco'
I ain't gon' lie, they done put that fire on me a couple times
Yeah, they tried to score
I ain't gon' lie, when I run out of plans, I don't get no man
I just send a ho
Speak on me, it ain't been a year, we already made some M's (Huh)
Now I got three hundred thousand in rose gold, my whole kit come trim (Suh)
'Nother two hundred in white (Huh)
'Nother two hundred in cars (Hah)
And I ain't gon' lie, I spent a fifty on a couple broads
I got a couple of accounts, they large
n*gga, you lie about that sh*t, you a fraud
Free Sosa B, he park n*ggas' cars
I called G Code for stolen cars
In my hood, I'm a f*ckin' god
In yo' hood, you a nimrod (Huh)
I got bonds with bonds with n*ggas in the penitentiary, get you hit on the yard (Stick him up)
pus*y, yeah
[Chorus]
Tennis rope (Tennis rope)
Yeah, n*gga, tennis rope
That young n*gga gave me all that f*ckin' info for a tennis rope
Ha, n*gga where I'm from they ain't– (Shh, ha)
n*gga, where I'm from, if they ain't got no little sh*t, they'll do it for a tennis rope
[Post-Chorus]
Shh, ha
I ain't gon' lie, they'll slice your throat for a tennis rope
Ha, shh, n*gga, shh, ha, tennis rope
Huh, huh, I ain't gon' lie, they'll do it for a ring and tennis rope