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Run up on Tommy Run up on Gio Nigga you get blasted You was in class I was skipping school to make music I was a bad kid I'm not talking bout these nasty hoes when I pull up with ratchets I swear I'm addicted to getting all this cake like I was a fat kid Thought that I had told you I was the shit like I took a laxative Dukes used to call me like "Where you at little boy?" Mom I'm doing bad shit Shorty heard that I was crazy (Huh) Maybe I'm bat shit Bitch I am a rock star Call me Lenny Kravitz Yeah my name is Tommy but my grandma call me Apple Slugs coming right up out the snail like the pineapple Niggas do not like me, yeah he said that I'm an asshole If that boy want beef with Tommy, turn him to White Castle I can't let no f*ck nigga interrupt my cash flow When bitches see this cash flow, wanna ride, I need a lasso When bitches see this cash flow, wanna ride, they need a waiver I can't f*ck with bitches, no, no, Tommy cannot taste her This a forty five on my hip, bitch this ain't no fucking taser And I got a lot of aim because I equipped me a laser Yeah, I keep this shit on me because I got a lot of haters I won't go out like I'm Biggie They won't stick me for my paper And all my guns are drawn Did nothing wrong Don't need erasers Yo bitch finna cheat and I ain't even have to make her She treat me like Ferrara Candy Suck me Now N' Later I be running up these bands like I was running up those pacers Niggas they mad at lil Tommy cause you know that he really getting that salary That boy said that he want the smoke with me Bullets, they burning your calories I got a older bitch looking at Tommy like "baby are you really mad at me?" She said "for you, baby I'll bring out the savagery" Bad bitch, cute face, nice eyes, she is a baddie b You broke, I'm not, so umm you can't get a bag with me I drive too fast, I race so you cannot drag on me I run too fast, I sprint, no you cannot tackle me 1980 eight ball jacket like I got crack on me Hit him in his shit broad day, then I walk off callously He can't ride with us on a hit That nigga is a casualty If we get caught up with them sticks That nigga bound to rat on me
Sanatçı: Ill Tommy & giovanpatek
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