Teejayx6 - Pneumonia lyrics
[Teejayx6 - Pneumonia lyrics]
Take my bullets out the
Freezer, shoot a nigga, now he got pneumonia
Graduated from scam school without no diploma
Find an opp crib and
We outside like Cassanova bust a play now
I spread it out like Ebola virus
I take trips and get paid like an Uber driver
Writing a verse in my room and
My house caught on fire popped a nigga
He told on me and he a ghost writer
Every time I drop another opp
They print more flyers
I can tell niggas ain't eating
Where your appetite?
I'ma still be rich in my afterlife
Nigga tried to rob me, ended up mad
He wasn't satisfied i can give it to you
Anywhere like a satellite
Too many bags in the spot
Like we just went shopping walked outside
I see police vans and helicopters
I'm hot as hell right now
Bring the thermometer
$10, 000 on the fit, bring a mop and janitor
She got some fire ass pussy
Almost burnt my dick
They turned off my cable in the crib
I'm watching the fire stick
I only play my mixtape in the fire department
I'm still thinking should I get
A mansion or apartment
She trying to get her hair done
She want her nails acrylic
The police stole my drank
It got me in my feelings
Clean a nigga pockets out like I do laundry
Shot a nigga he survived
He a Call of Duty zombie
Niggas old and played out
Like Ambercrombie and Fitch
Seen my opp, he gave it up
Ain't even have to hit the lick
A bitch sent me some heart emojis then unsent
Cause her boyfriend on the page
She didn't want him to see that shit
Niggas said he got some money for
Me I ain't see the rest
Went to the club, I ain't throw no money
I brought my gun and made a mess
Washington Post, New York Times
I'm in the press
That's some huge accomplishments nigga I
Ain't trying to flex
XXL, Funk Flex, what's next?
They having a bidding war on my methods
Place yo bets
They taking pictures of my drip
When I put it on
Why the fuck niggas hating on me
When I put you on
And I'm bout to walk in Chase
To get a big loan
Niggas can't get my real jack
This my trap phone
I got two bad hoes trying to tag along
Niggas fucked up at the crib sad and alone
Just seen my uncle in the spot
He bagging the dope if I fall off one time
I'ma hang myself with a rope
Freezer, shoot a nigga, now he got pneumonia
Graduated from scam school without no diploma
Find an opp crib and
We outside like Cassanova bust a play now
I spread it out like Ebola virus
I take trips and get paid like an Uber driver
Writing a verse in my room and
My house caught on fire popped a nigga
He told on me and he a ghost writer
Every time I drop another opp
They print more flyers
I can tell niggas ain't eating
Where your appetite?
I'ma still be rich in my afterlife
Nigga tried to rob me, ended up mad
He wasn't satisfied i can give it to you
Anywhere like a satellite
Too many bags in the spot
Like we just went shopping walked outside
I see police vans and helicopters
I'm hot as hell right now
Bring the thermometer
$10, 000 on the fit, bring a mop and janitor
She got some fire ass pussy
Almost burnt my dick
They turned off my cable in the crib
I'm watching the fire stick
I only play my mixtape in the fire department
I'm still thinking should I get
A mansion or apartment
She trying to get her hair done
She want her nails acrylic
The police stole my drank
It got me in my feelings
Clean a nigga pockets out like I do laundry
Shot a nigga he survived
He a Call of Duty zombie
Niggas old and played out
Like Ambercrombie and Fitch
Seen my opp, he gave it up
Ain't even have to hit the lick
A bitch sent me some heart emojis then unsent
Cause her boyfriend on the page
She didn't want him to see that shit
Niggas said he got some money for
Me I ain't see the rest
Went to the club, I ain't throw no money
I brought my gun and made a mess
Washington Post, New York Times
I'm in the press
That's some huge accomplishments nigga I
Ain't trying to flex
XXL, Funk Flex, what's next?
They having a bidding war on my methods
Place yo bets
They taking pictures of my drip
When I put it on
Why the fuck niggas hating on me
When I put you on
And I'm bout to walk in Chase
To get a big loan
Niggas can't get my real jack
This my trap phone
I got two bad hoes trying to tag along
Niggas fucked up at the crib sad and alone
Just seen my uncle in the spot
He bagging the dope if I fall off one time
I'ma hang myself with a rope