4TF (feat. Tay Collins)

Huh Grrddd Hold on let me get my ski mask For this cuz You already know we about to run down Yeah what Catch you lacking we getting busy We like playing with them switches We like fucking niggas bitches Red dot on him if he trippin Block that plate we on a mission Watch that nigga he a witness Can't be slipping on the gang All my niggas sip again Uh uh uh uh All my niggas sip again Put that wok up in my cup So I don't feel no fucking pain She wanna fuck me for a status Baby girl I ain't in your range I ain't capping for no hoe That's why I heard your doctor strange Mama said she can see death on me Feel like the devil got a motherfucking Crush on me Took all my niggas got me feeling Like I'm next Gotta watch my right These niggas out here getting left I come from the mud Better grab a gun and grab a vest shawty These niggas shooting over pussy Don't get wet shawty This bitch in my DM's fucking opps So I can't trust shawty I got way too many issues to slip up shawty I can't trust a soul Niggas want my soul I'm back in that mode Leave you filled with holes Had to cut my dawg off the leash I watched him fold Y'all must have forgot who was Frontline with all them poles Y'all must have forgot who gave Applause at all them shows All that paranoia on my mental Got me cold Fighting with them demons Got me sleeping with them poles We don't do them back and fourth I like taking s. And it's Uh uh uh uh uh Mills ain't just a shooter that's my brudda Thirty in my hand go get some cover No you not a fighter That boy a lover (That boy a lover) You need to stop with all that capping Y'all some bluffers (y'all some bluffers) If this bulldog hit you in your head You ain't goin to recover Tay said don't even let these niggas live He trying to see them suffer Told me all these niggas food And it's time to get some supper Plus I keep the lethal weapon with me Baby I'm Danny Glover Don't feel safe leaving the house without My vest and nine (My Vest and Nine) I tell my plug give me the best shit And don't waste my time (Don't waste my time) Try to run from me my nigga Bullets hit your spine From the city where niggas paying a hit Before we pay a fine Catch you lacking on the block Them niggas goin to snatch your shine Niggas talking all this shit Til they never on the grind Tay got the forty loaded and He about to hit your mind Niggas talking all that shh Til we come and snatch your mom We some demons We the nem We them niggas We the mob Niggas talking all that shit Until my niggas get you robbed Get you touched I ain't talking on some bullshit Niggas shot my cousin now I'm really on some bullshit Full clip Auto mag Put 'em in a body bag Pick 'em up Chalk em up Nigga now you feeling sad Family at the church crying We going to walk up in that bitch And look right up at your mom Like we did that shit (Gang)