Tony Dim lyrics

[Intro]
f*ck, f*ck, f*ck
Check, check, check
Ayy, check that boy out
Ayy, check that boy out

[Verse]
Who put this sh*t together? b*tch, I feel like Tony
b*tch, I'm strapped with fire, got Gen5 strapped up on me
b*tch, I feel like Speaker Knockerz, when I first started out, this sh*t was lonely
n*ggas walkin' 'round flexin' they B-rolls, they better keep savin' up like lil' gang 'nem ain't hungry
Hit him in the forehead with fire, now his head swellin' up like that boy finna turn to a pony
Trap so old, gotta run out the house when I play my music so the roof don't fall on me
n*ggas already bitin', n*ggas tryna clone me
n*ggas can't see thе fire, they think it ain't on me
I'm in thе hideout with strap, n*gga tryna take me down, n*gga ass get clapped
n*gga wanna be gang so bad, n*gga tryna fit in, he tryna go do what they rap
I'm on a heist, use my phone for the maps
He walkin' up yellin', that lil' boy get papped
He tryna get away, got that lil' boy on clamps
I be up in the dark like I'm tapped in with vamps
You touched a lil' money, you can't even share
Went to the other side, nobody was there
Shoot the video, give a f*ck what I wear
Get out the V, hold my fire in the air
Boy, you gay as f*ck, you always tryna stare
Point a n*gga out, he right over there
Can't come to your hood without fire, I'm too scared
I know he got racks, I seen what he wearin'
All these hoes 'round me keep starin'
Boy, you gay as f*ck, pull up your pants
You ain't gon' shoot sh*t tryna look mad, n*gga, stay off the Xans
57 Joker, the gang be the clan
Work on my aim, I just practice on cans
Pull out your pocket, what the f*ck in your pants?
Pull out that fire, catch a fire on your hands
You put it on your gang, why you lie on your twins?
Unload the spot, we get all that we can
Zaza blunts in the hood, smoke it out
You ain't never did that sh*t, why you lied?
The labels three-sixty, I'm robbin' they house
Took out my face, put that clown mask disguise
Come to your hood, do a show, then I slide
If we stay longer, we startin' a riot
You a lick in my hood, you a bonus prize
Told him my fire wasn't even on me, I lied
I'm sneaky as f*ck, b*tch, I want you to try it
Kick the ho out the whip, she thought she was slime
Lil' gang in the back seat, I'm passenger slidin'
Fine sh*t wanna drive us around
Kick the back door, tell you open up wide
And a rail on the top, put a scope on the side
Hit at his top, hit at his wiglet
Playin' with Lil Fast, this sh*t can get wicked
[Outro]
f*ck