Smokingskul - Tek on Me lyrics
[Smokingskul - Tek on Me lyrics]
It's Yung Bans and y'all better know
I'm fuckin' with Surreal Gang (Taah)
(yeah)
I can tell a real gun from a fake one
You ain't know the Perc fake
'til you take one
You ain't know about a plate
'til you make one
TEC on me, bitch, I came from a and-one
TEC on me, bitch, I came from the dirt
TEC on me, bitch, I came off a shirt
Got that TEC on me, bitch
I'm putting in work
A baby Glock make a grown man sit
What? AK, I won't ball my fist
Spinning shit, we won't drop no diss
I can't fuck with niggas
'cause they sneakin'
He tried to steal from me
Then we cut off his wrist
Yeah, steal from me, then we cut off yo' arm
I'm getting to the chicken
Get to the parm'
Them hillbilly guns, I stay at a farm
Bitch, I'm doing drills like fire alarm
Yeah, doing drills, I'm active with it
I may tax him if I ain't with it
We gon' spin his hood in a four door Civic
(Chapo) i lie to these niggas, I say
"I ain't did it"
(Lied to these niggas, I said
"I ain't do it") down bad on my dick
I was down bad
But the Percs got me through it
I want this shit, so I'm finna pursue it
Plug gave me that pack, I told that nigga
"It ain't really nun' just to move it"
Yeah, run up on that crib
I ain't gon' wait for no
Nigga just to approve it
You was gon' slime me? Bitch
I already knew that
You was gon' slime me? Bitch
I already knew it yeah, blick on 'em
But he ain't finna use it
What? Bitch, I did this shit one time
It ain't nun' to re do it
What? It ain't shit just to do it again
Bitch, that 76 hit him in his chin
If it's war with us
Then you know we gon' win
Yeah, every day is Earth Day
With that 22, bitch, you know we gon' spin
Got a mask on with a headband
I'm out here like I'm sliding on Rin
I can tell a real gun from a fake one
You ain't know the Perc fake
'til you take one
You ain't know about a plate
'til you make one
TEC on me, bitch, I came from a and-one
TEC on me, bitch, I came from the dirt
TEC on me, bitch, I came off a shirt
Got that TEC on me, bitch
I'm putting in work
A baby Glock make a grown man sit
What? AK, I won't ball my fist
Spinning shit, we won't drop no diss
I can't fuck with niggas
'cause they sneakin'
He tried to steal from me
Then we cut off his wrist
Yeah, steal from me, then we cut off yo' arm
I'm getting to the chicken
Get to the parm'
Them hillbilly guns, I stay at a farm
Bitch, I'm doing drills like fire alarm
Chapo (Lied to these niggas, I said
"I ain't do it")
I'm fuckin' with Surreal Gang (Taah)
(yeah)
I can tell a real gun from a fake one
You ain't know the Perc fake
'til you take one
You ain't know about a plate
'til you make one
TEC on me, bitch, I came from a and-one
TEC on me, bitch, I came from the dirt
TEC on me, bitch, I came off a shirt
Got that TEC on me, bitch
I'm putting in work
A baby Glock make a grown man sit
What? AK, I won't ball my fist
Spinning shit, we won't drop no diss
I can't fuck with niggas
'cause they sneakin'
He tried to steal from me
Then we cut off his wrist
Yeah, steal from me, then we cut off yo' arm
I'm getting to the chicken
Get to the parm'
Them hillbilly guns, I stay at a farm
Bitch, I'm doing drills like fire alarm
Yeah, doing drills, I'm active with it
I may tax him if I ain't with it
We gon' spin his hood in a four door Civic
(Chapo) i lie to these niggas, I say
"I ain't did it"
(Lied to these niggas, I said
"I ain't do it") down bad on my dick
I was down bad
But the Percs got me through it
I want this shit, so I'm finna pursue it
Plug gave me that pack, I told that nigga
"It ain't really nun' just to move it"
Yeah, run up on that crib
I ain't gon' wait for no
Nigga just to approve it
You was gon' slime me? Bitch
I already knew that
You was gon' slime me? Bitch
I already knew it yeah, blick on 'em
But he ain't finna use it
What? Bitch, I did this shit one time
It ain't nun' to re do it
What? It ain't shit just to do it again
Bitch, that 76 hit him in his chin
If it's war with us
Then you know we gon' win
Yeah, every day is Earth Day
With that 22, bitch, you know we gon' spin
Got a mask on with a headband
I'm out here like I'm sliding on Rin
I can tell a real gun from a fake one
You ain't know the Perc fake
'til you take one
You ain't know about a plate
'til you make one
TEC on me, bitch, I came from a and-one
TEC on me, bitch, I came from the dirt
TEC on me, bitch, I came off a shirt
Got that TEC on me, bitch
I'm putting in work
A baby Glock make a grown man sit
What? AK, I won't ball my fist
Spinning shit, we won't drop no diss
I can't fuck with niggas
'cause they sneakin'
He tried to steal from me
Then we cut off his wrist
Yeah, steal from me, then we cut off yo' arm
I'm getting to the chicken
Get to the parm'
Them hillbilly guns, I stay at a farm
Bitch, I'm doing drills like fire alarm
Chapo (Lied to these niggas, I said
"I ain't do it")