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TNT (feat. Nemzzz)
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(It's G-Dubs, baby)
Yo
I was broke, but I got the M's now, so what you gonna say to me?
Impatient for you, she gettin' all mad, but she gonna wait for me
Wanna get clothes like A&E, violate bro, someone gotta bleed
She sayin' to bro, "Can I try the lean?" K tryna light man up like weed
Yo
Stush for you, for me, she freak, I got you, bro, tell me what you need
The bad one nice, Caribbean vibe, I hit that and listen to "Demon Crease"
Bro done been in the T, me, I never troubled the B
It's hot, turn on the AC, uh, she wanna touch and teasе
Hittin' that corner, no consent, the G63 all huggin' on mе
Chrome Heart on my body, I'm revvin' it up like, "Yo, hear the tyres screech"
Big-boy whip on the M-way, I'm on the low, but still tryna be discreet
One of my hoes been actin' up, not right now, just let me— (Okay, okay, okay, oh)
Check the play now, new Merc' on the way now
I'm at the top, she give me the— (Uh, yo), she on the way down
I thought they were real, but they're fake now
Took my style, should've issued a takedown
Hit a roadblock, what do I say now?
Like, what do I say now? (Like, what do I?)
Ayy
I like my females bad as fuck, no, I don't like them typical
Ayy, LV on me, subtle but visible
The mandem just wanna hear the real, they don't wanna hear no syllables
VVS, H2O, like, bro, just look at the minerals
They hate on me, but I put in the work, it's timin', ain't no miracle
I put in the work, it's timin', ain't no miracle
The hate's online, in real life, nobody be talkin'
I hit the concierge for the V-Class, so I don't bother with walkin'
Link up with the ye, try post me online, but my shawty stalkin'
This one bad, she ten out of ten, it come like my shawty shawtin'
Money long, we don't deal with shortage, young and lit, whatever you call it
Bro done said that this shit would happen, I guess you can say that he called it
Scoutin' the crib, pay for the mortgage, we deserve it, I put my all in
Step through and I'm smellin' of money, head to toe, show you about ballin'
She just put me on in the whip, call that Maybach Music, yo
One-fifty on the jewels, go ask Gio or Abs to prove it, ayy
All these wins I'm takin', can't be stagnant, still gotta keep it movin'
Must think bro tryna lotion that, wanna make bread from spoofin', yo
I got so many gyal in this AP, it's startin' to look like a whorehouse
Send threats, like say he wan' pack me, best pray that a man don't walk out
Repercussions, I can tell it's something they ain't thought 'bout
She was shocked when I got her the bag, but, baby, I do all the things that I talk 'bout
I gotta get money, ain't nothin' else on my agenda
This one bad, she fine, but I wanna know where her friends are
Question, why when I move her, the dead ones doin' defender?
I see man take my style, but it's calm cah, me, I'm the vendor
'026, I been reborn, God blessed me, I was covered in pain
Try trap me, Hakimi, I'm doin' the same
Shawty said that I'm crazy, but, baby, when was a man sane? (Shh)
I don't even remember
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