Tony Shhnow - NYC FREESTYLE lyrics
[Tony Shhnow - NYC FREESTYLE lyrics]
If it's bout the money then you
Know I'm bout it nigga
I'm the answer tell me what the
Fuck the problem nigga
We some niggas add guap we
Don't solve it nigga
These niggas actin like they we
Gon off the nigga
Shake ya plate cross over woulda
Sauced a nigga hit a lick inside this Rick
I'll Ross a nigga
Hit a nigga with the stick we tossed a nigga
Yo bitch all about tea like Boston nigga
Had my foot up on the gas then I lost em
You gotta pay to be the boss what it cost him
I put a 30 in this glizzy it shoot awesome
I run up in the trap hit
A pick I just mossed him
Runnin up the numbers bitch
It's goin digital
This stick on me dangerous the
Damage it do critical
It's lean all in my piss I
Won't never pass a physical
We do work all on my trap
But I cannot do no interviews
Yo bitch she just left the
Trap with a Birkin bag
He think he got it for the
Night but she workin that
These niggas fallin off for hoes
I would never lack oh that's your main how
Well that't my runnin back
They call me throwback young OG
They think I sold crack
CC on my neck no no cap
Find me where the hoes at
Catch me where the poles at
I just caught a play up off the intersection
When you dressed to kill you
Don't need a weapon
All these niggas like to cap
I can see em steppin
I get money all the time
I don't need seconds
Know I'm bout it nigga
I'm the answer tell me what the
Fuck the problem nigga
We some niggas add guap we
Don't solve it nigga
These niggas actin like they we
Gon off the nigga
Shake ya plate cross over woulda
Sauced a nigga hit a lick inside this Rick
I'll Ross a nigga
Hit a nigga with the stick we tossed a nigga
Yo bitch all about tea like Boston nigga
Had my foot up on the gas then I lost em
You gotta pay to be the boss what it cost him
I put a 30 in this glizzy it shoot awesome
I run up in the trap hit
A pick I just mossed him
Runnin up the numbers bitch
It's goin digital
This stick on me dangerous the
Damage it do critical
It's lean all in my piss I
Won't never pass a physical
We do work all on my trap
But I cannot do no interviews
Yo bitch she just left the
Trap with a Birkin bag
He think he got it for the
Night but she workin that
These niggas fallin off for hoes
I would never lack oh that's your main how
Well that't my runnin back
They call me throwback young OG
They think I sold crack
CC on my neck no no cap
Find me where the hoes at
Catch me where the poles at
I just caught a play up off the intersection
When you dressed to kill you
Don't need a weapon
All these niggas like to cap
I can see em steppin
I get money all the time
I don't need seconds