Tana - ​free spaz lyrics

Man, tell these niggas stop playin with me

Money on my mind, I been countin' up
Said he took my girl, I don't give a f
(Bleh)
Shooter in Milwaukee, he play for the Bucks
If he want the smoke, tell him off on me
Girl, I don't want Covid, do not cough on me
Diamonds in my grills, got a lot of teeth
Feel like Tana, 'cause I got off the leash

(Wait, that's you) oh wait, thats me
And if it ain't me
Then I swear thats it's you kill 'em
Make his big brother get a whole tattoo
I feel like Carti, shooters hop out the roof
I feel like Carti
Make him jump out the house
I slide into her crib and jump in her mouth
I shot him in the leg, that lil' boy said
"Ouch" i hit a lick, thеn we had to rerou

Then wе had to reroute
EOS, every opp shot, that's on Kato
We doin' drills, like shoutout to Kato
My brother do drill, his first name is Kato
Last name Zai
If he want beef, he get shot in his
(Bop, bop)
If he want beef, he get shot in his eye
Get sent to his best friend
Sent to his buddy
I'm with my Flocco, shoutout Kid Cudi

A-As you can tell, I'm sick (Bop)
But it's my birthday, so I don't give a
(Phew)
Double cross him, since he think he so slick
Double cross him, 'cause we know he a B
(Mm-mm) i ain't even gon' say that
Match the flow with the beat
Now the flow laid back we took his head off
Let that boy see his reflection
Ain't nothin' that you can take back

Antisocial ​tana
ОЙДА (OIDA) oxxxymiron

Grrah, grrah
Gang bout to slide with a big MAC
You ain't got 'za, come shop
We could fix that
Glock in my hand, while the socks
They mix matched
Whole lot of 'za, got it all in a big bag
She threw it back, but it got some kickback
She wanna chill
Told her come to the kickback
I told her I ain't got condoms, if that

Is okay with you
Choppa on me, make that boy sneeze, achoo
Put the Glock up on you, what would you do?
And his windows tinted
So we shoot through the roof (Bop, bop, bop)
Yeah, I'm the top dog (Phew)
We had to go let a hundred shots off
He tried to run, so we takin his cleats off
Ain't got no gun, I hit him with the beatbox

Sped up the beatbo (Ah) , ayy
Sped up the beatbox beat
You can't feel this call up lil' Maajins
He might have to drill this

Wait, wait
I ain't think he was gon' actually do it
Now I'm finna kill this
This somethin' that you could get sturdy to
Opps pullin' up
Pass my homie the burner too
He tryna beatbox, choppa go beep-bop
Hit him in the face
Make that lil' boy get sturdy too
We, make him hit his dance move, look
Don't flex, you could get your stick took
In the lab like I know how to cook
I'ma call up SBook
He gon put them lil' Tesla doors up

Ain't sippin Tris right now, sippin' Barre
We kill his brother, he said it's bizarre
How he on a shirt, if he way pass the stars?
Hit him with a hook, pirate, argh (Grrah)

Oh my God, there's no way I just did that
Alright, stop recording
Bro, what you doin? Bro, stop recordin'