T.I.P. lyrics

[Intro: Fluhkunxhkos]
Ayy, Hkunxhkos
Mob sh*t, n*gga, ayy

[Verse 1: Fluhkunxhkos]
Used to post up right on front street (For real)
Late night, serving n*ggas aunties (Ayy)
n*ggas know they don't want no beef (At all)
All of my young n*ggas dump heat
Put a f*ck n*gga 6 feet (For real)
Everywhere I go, man I stay with the blique (You know it)
n*gga talk slick then he getting sh*t split
Young n*gga look like he just hit a lick (Gang)
Young n*gga look like he just sold a brick (For real)
n*ggas just mad that I been f*cked they b*tch (What?)
n*ggas can't hang 'cause they down and I'm rich (Ayy)
sh*t wasn't hard, just stay down for this sh*t (b*tch)

[Verse 2: BeezyB]
Posted on the block, n*ggas get lit
Shell catching, man this sh*t gonna hit
Hellcat and it came with a kick (Skrr)
Fully automatic, only tote sticks
Ratchet n*gga and I came from the brick (Bricks)
Set your ass up, I sent the hit
Everybody shooting n*gga, no miss
Come around here, you gon' get frisked
[Verse 3: Slimesito]
Dirty trips, yeah I'm taking high risk
Hit your ass with that motherf*cking stick
Chopper hit him so hard, I need a grip
Once I start shooting, I'ma empty the blip
Putting holes in your sh*t like a jersey
All my n*ggas in the gang got a 30
24 karat gold on my wrist (24)
Pistol on the dresser, pinks in the fridge (Gang)
Been up in the streets since I was a kid
Last n*gga tried got hit with the stick
All these f*cking straps, all of my brims
All these pistols got me feeling like Tip

[Verse 4: Fluhkunxhkos]
All these trips got me feelin like Tip (For real)
n*gga ain't in tune then he better get hit (You know it)
Hand on kids, b*tch you better suck di*k (Gang)
[?] young n*ggas smoke spliffs (Ha)
n*gga talk brazy, I'm upping that stick (Gang)
f*ck that sh*t n*gga, hit him and his b*tch

[Verse 5: BeezyB]
Double-back, man I flip the whip
[?] and they tote hollow tips
Extortion-all gang, boy you bound to get hit (Extortion)
pus*y ass n*gga, you not with the sh*t
Everybody around here toting sticks
Slap your ass up like you a kid (Kid)
I've been holding since I was a jit
Fully automatics don't got no kick
[Verse 6: Slimesito]
Hop out the car, I'm fully equipped
Everywhere I go that trip on my hip
n*ggas pull up, I'm gonna shoot at their whip
Shoot a n*gga right in front of his b*tch (Gang)
50 gang, yeah I ride for that sh*t (50)
Got your b*tch at the pump [?] sticks
AR automatics and it's gonna hit
Posted at the lawn, sending out hits (Posted)
Lil bro kill your ass for a brick (Lil bro)
Free paint, I'm on that y'all getting sh*t (Free paint)
Shooting sh*t up like I play for the Knicks
Having pains but I don't got a script
I'm wiping your nose if I find out you slick (Slime)
[?] then I'm gonna dip
Mafioso lifestyle that I live
Shoot a n*gga right in front of his brib