Comethazine - FREE TAY-K! lyrics
[Comethazine - FREE TAY-K! lyrics]
Bitch, what? Ayy
10, 12, 15, 15 for sure
Yeah, that's what I rep and I will
Pluck you like some nose hair
Never met a Loc that was
Thuggin' more than I am
That bitch wanna fuck me 'cause the
Blue check on my 'Gram
I told that bitch she gotta blow me
First or she can't get nan
Boolin' on the block with five
Niggas, make it six, man
I can't forget the Glock that I'm
Holdin' in my right hand
I wish a pussy nigga run up
On me, make him float, man
He did not know I had
The semi-auto in the coat, man
(Ayy) ayy, usually I'm wettin' niggas
Up like the Pope, man
But if that nigga lucky
I might murk his ass with both hands (What?)
Pop inside a pussy nigga
Dreams like the Sandman
And murk him where he lay
Like a mothafuckin' death bed
Free Tay-K up out that fuckin'
Jam while you can, bitch
Before another nigga end up dead
Up in that jail, quick
Your bitch a little hoe
I get that check and then I go
VV's on my neck when my
Bitch slidin' down that pole
I just got that, then I shot him in his dome
Nigga, I been trappin'
I been breakin' in your home
Your bitch called my phone
I know your bitch gon' give me dome
These niggas say they trappin'
But cannot afford a phone
Bitches call my phone and I'm tellin' 'em
"Leave me 'lone"
I just wanna smoke some gas, they see me
They go home
I remember bein' caught in a cell
That shit was cold and I didn't give 'bout
Shit, but stackin' money, fuckin' hoes
And if a cop talkin' shit
Everywhere he say a joke
Oh, that's your bitch? Well, she
Gon' go, go, go, go
She say you sip too much lean
And she's with your throat
I been on the block with
A sniper with a scope
Ayy, and the white be sniffin' coke
Hoppin' out the block with a
Sniper and a scope (Ayy, ayy)
10, 12, 15, 15 for sure
Yeah, that's what I rep and I will
Pluck you like some nose hair
Never met a Loc that was
Thuggin' more than I am
That bitch wanna fuck me 'cause the
Blue check on my 'Gram
I told that bitch she gotta blow me
First or she can't get nan
Boolin' on the block with five
Niggas, make it six, man
I can't forget the Glock that I'm
Holdin' in my right hand
I wish a pussy nigga run up
On me, make him float, man
He did not know I had
The semi-auto in the coat, man
(Ayy) ayy, usually I'm wettin' niggas
Up like the Pope, man
But if that nigga lucky
I might murk his ass with both hands (What?)
Pop inside a pussy nigga
Dreams like the Sandman
And murk him where he lay
Like a mothafuckin' death bed
Free Tay-K up out that fuckin'
Jam while you can, bitch
Before another nigga end up dead
Up in that jail, quick
Your bitch a little hoe
I get that check and then I go
VV's on my neck when my
Bitch slidin' down that pole
I just got that, then I shot him in his dome
Nigga, I been trappin'
I been breakin' in your home
Your bitch called my phone
I know your bitch gon' give me dome
These niggas say they trappin'
But cannot afford a phone
Bitches call my phone and I'm tellin' 'em
"Leave me 'lone"
I just wanna smoke some gas, they see me
They go home
I remember bein' caught in a cell
That shit was cold and I didn't give 'bout
Shit, but stackin' money, fuckin' hoes
And if a cop talkin' shit
Everywhere he say a joke
Oh, that's your bitch? Well, she
Gon' go, go, go, go
She say you sip too much lean
And she's with your throat
I been on the block with
A sniper with a scope
Ayy, and the white be sniffin' coke
Hoppin' out the block with a
Sniper and a scope (Ayy, ayy)