Wiked, Tommy T - Tommy T lyrics

[Wiked, Tommy T - Tommy T lyrics]

Yo, if you don’t already know
This song right here, it’s called "Tommy T"
The Mandem are here to take over
You already know the fucking vibes 
(Takeover) come on man, diyahh
You know what I’m sayin’?

Don't know ‘bout me, I’m Tommy T
Man was legit at the start
But back in the ends, i’m a real OG
And I was broke for a while
Had to sell some fish, i was out at sea
Then I ran into the Gs
Now I’m makin’ money moves properly
Yo, don’t know ‘bout me, I’m keepin’ it real
(Realest)
Golden Boy in the building educate all
Of them man on drill
I was on stagе and I had that steel (Baow)
My team’s got serious membеrs
And then they shoot, they aim to kill


(Kill it)
On stage tryna cash out deals then the gem
Man whipped out the MAC on spill

In a ride with a ting on my waist
That’s casual (Casual)
If two man hop out the bush
One bullet’s gonna make ‘em
Feel like collateral (Baow)
In the back of the 125, I'ma jack your creps
I’m a real shoe vandal (Gimme that)
And if you’re in need of a ride then
Your broke ass better be calling up Abdul
(Don’t be a fool, ride with Abdul)
And if I’m cappin', this unnatural
They know all that I speak is factual
(Facts) two 35s of the haze, that's
Cookie rolled in a zoot
I don’t need no backwoods
Jumped in the whip, slap that in manual
Heat from the jakes, somethin' I can handle
Let me swing round to the
Ends where we parked it
Off and I light man up like a candle

Don't know ‘bout me, I’m Tommy T (Tommy)
Man was legit at the start but back
In the ends I’m a real OG
And I was broke for a while
Had to sell some fish, i was out at sea
Then I ran into the Gs
Now I’m makin’ money moves properly
Don’t know ‘bout me, I’m keepin’ it real
Golden Boy in the building educate all
Of them man on drill
I was on stage and I had that steel (Baow)
My team’s got serious members
And then they shoot, they aim to kill
On stage tryna' cash out deals then the gem
Man whipped out the MAC on spill

What’s that? It’s the charts
If we pull up on you and your friend in
The back of the mash make him say, "Oh Lord"
(Oh Lord) if I slap this stamp out your
Head, then that’s the conclusion
Yours truly man wanna shoot out like a
Western, call my boy Wiked, it’s too unruly
I'ma light a man up like incense
Took a man’s creps ‘cause
They were of interest
They talk all day 'bout Creampie but it’s
A shame their tunes have been dead (Dead)
And your boy really started out fishin’, now
Stanky’s really gone missin'
Jakes trying to breach ammunition
No face, no case, it's the fucking mission
(No face, no case)

Don't know ‘bout me, I’m Tommy T
Man was legit at the start but back
In the ends I’m a real OG
And I was broke for a while
Had to sell some fish, i was out at sea
Then I ran into the Gs
Now I’m makin’ money moves properly
(Fucking hell)
They know ‘bout me, I’m keepin’ it real
Golden Boy in the building educate all
Of them man on drill
I was on stage and I had that steel
My team’s got serious members
And then they shoot, they aim to kill
On stage tryna' cash out deals then the gem
Man whipped out the MAC on spill

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