Tag Team lyrics

[Hook]
I'm so f*cked up off this perc
I'm so f*cked up off this earth
You still f*cked up, out that b*tch
I'm still get my money, work
If you scared go to church
Me and my n*ggas gon' hurt ya
Lil brother fourteen, pull up he gon' serve ya
We don't trust these b*tches, every week, it's a murder
I can make you famous, cause your name, we ain't heard of

[Verse 1: Lil Sammie]
Young n*gga, I be on that don sh*t
Pull up to the block, hundred round on that drum stick
See me better run b*tch, I hold this gun for fun b*tch
I got a lot of funds b*tch, I don't f*ck with counterfeit
Bad b*tch yeah she on my di*k
She just wanna mean sh*t, but she can't even get a kiss
Kick that b*tch up out the whip

[Verse 2: Cuban Doll]
That Draco got banana clips
I'm smoking on the loudest sh*t
You f*cking with the baddest b*tch
I only f*ck with savages
Calling all shots, I'm running sh*t just like the captain b*tch
n*gga play me wrong, it's gon' f*ck round be a casualty
f*ck your graveyard, we don't give f*ck bout your property
n*ggas wanna talk, man they ass always stalking me
Must thought this was batman, hell nah, you ain't robbing me
Higher then a b*tch hell nah ain't no Chinese
[Hook]
I'm so f*cked up off this perc
I'm so f*cked up off this earth
You still f*cked up, out that b*tch
I'm still get my money, work
If you scared go to church
Me and my n*ggas gon' hurt ya
Lil brother fourteen, pull up he gon' serve ya
We don't trust these b*tches, every week, it's a murder
I can make you famous, cause your name, we ain't heard of

[Outro]
I call up the gang, lil' n*gga they gon' murder
I call up the gang, lil' n*gga we gon' murk ya