Tommy Gun

(Yeah) (Yeah) I linked up with Tommy Gun I'm in a mask like Ipkiss I'm plotting up I don't now what niggas think when they doubting us Pop out and hot box the car, yeah we cloud it up We by the lake on the drive who spotted us Stack it or starve, from bottom we brought it up We had them CC's, but that wasn't fast enough Could of had VV's, but that shit wasn't adding up She got some DDs, I never could have enough She tried see me, but not on my calendar He tried to beat me like Mike, wasn't bad enough He couldn't last with us he had to wrap it up Need me a pistol on side like a catheter Reaping these racks, like shift I got capital Reach in this bag and shut all the cap'n up I ain't trynna dap it up Not trynna chill Started with bales and now I'm a whale I gotta prevail, I'm not in the water I'm dodging the hell This not the Chanel on my body, exotic the za you can smell I don't mind problems I harness the skills I fell from the top, hit the bottom of hill I bought the bottom when yall niggas feared Niggas be bothered like how can you tell I watch for patterns, they often appear If it go parabolic you probably should sell Oooh, look at the needle we making it move I cannot sit on my ass and be you I got that sauce it aint Preggo it's new Snatching shit off because this aint for you Everyday I gotta make me some blues Paper chase I cannot stay with ya boo