Tony Shhnow - SFX Room lyrics
[Tony Shhnow - SFX Room lyrics]
Un, Un untouchable
Killing spree invincible
Inconceivable snipe spree
Sharpshooter
You know I'm always with that green like
I'm in the special effects room
Keep a Glock and two streets
On and I connect you
Dracos, snipers, pistols, choppas
they will no protect you
I make one call behind that wall and
They will come collect you
I collect the rent when it's due
Heavent sent
I break her back with a hell of a view
He don't let her out the house
Because he know she gon choose
In a condo with some boy
Don't get it confused
Cuz we pullup get to poppin give
Yo whole gang the blues
Pistol in my jeans this bitch
Hold up my pants i'm so in love with money
In public we hold hands
Bread before I bank with it
They put on a banquet every time
I make a bank trip in the A tryna touch a
M workin the late shift money talkin
When you talkin to me it don't make sense
All my shooters must be good
Producers cuz they make hit's
Tryna run off with the swag lets
See how far they Range gets
It's just a different day with
This nigga main bitch
I'm countin different color money
Still on the same shit
I'm on that road and it get rocky
My jewelry come and fuck with us
You gon leave with more than you came with
You know I'm always with that green like
I'm in the special effects room
Keep a Glock and two streets
On and I connect you
Dracos, snipers, pistols, choppas
They will no protect you
I make one call behind that wall
And they will come collect you
Overkill killing spree
Killing spree invincible
Inconceivable snipe spree
Sharpshooter
You know I'm always with that green like
I'm in the special effects room
Keep a Glock and two streets
On and I connect you
Dracos, snipers, pistols, choppas
they will no protect you
I make one call behind that wall and
They will come collect you
I collect the rent when it's due
Heavent sent
I break her back with a hell of a view
He don't let her out the house
Because he know she gon choose
In a condo with some boy
Don't get it confused
Cuz we pullup get to poppin give
Yo whole gang the blues
Pistol in my jeans this bitch
Hold up my pants i'm so in love with money
In public we hold hands
Bread before I bank with it
They put on a banquet every time
I make a bank trip in the A tryna touch a
M workin the late shift money talkin
When you talkin to me it don't make sense
All my shooters must be good
Producers cuz they make hit's
Tryna run off with the swag lets
See how far they Range gets
It's just a different day with
This nigga main bitch
I'm countin different color money
Still on the same shit
I'm on that road and it get rocky
My jewelry come and fuck with us
You gon leave with more than you came with
You know I'm always with that green like
I'm in the special effects room
Keep a Glock and two streets
On and I connect you
Dracos, snipers, pistols, choppas
They will no protect you
I make one call behind that wall
And they will come collect you
Overkill killing spree