ZOTiYAC - Tombstonez lyrics
[ZOTiYAC - Tombstonez lyrics]
Tombstones we rip two phones I trap
Come get yo' bitch she think I rap
She smoke my pack hair down my lack
Don’t move too fast, bitch
You might get slapped
No longer fuck with that lean, huh
Boy, Fredo just died, That shit had me sick
Yo' hoe wanna fuck on the team
You ain't gotta lie to lay with me, bitch
You comin’ here you see a beam
Open your eyes, You're taking the risk
Don't fuck with this underground scene
I might go to Dubai or maybe the preme
When it's alit, It's always too lit
I'm selling that shit got
The hallways too lit
I'm back at the school, in
The start with the scale
Got like 25 by the time this period end
Some of them teachers my
Friends in the class
And they know I be getting it in, uh
Know I be getting them M's
Tryna start a what you getting it in
Two twin tecs, on my index
Lift the pole like bench press
This shit been next, Bitch
I spray like windex who gon’ get it next, I
Can get a nigga stretched, if you wanna flex
100 ’round clip that I run around with
Gun down your clique
And then run down your bitch
Cut down a flip, then we hop in the whip
Whip the Crown Vic like it wasn't my shit
Pick up my phone, yo hoe bustin’ that shit
I done answer that quick as
My line be too lit
I got trust issues it's simple as shit
Like if you get behind me
You finna get dipped
Tombstones we rip two phones I trap
Come get yo' bitch she think I rap
She smoke my pack hair down my lack
Don't move too fast, bitch
You might get slapped
Come get yo' bitch she think I rap
She smoke my pack hair down my lack
Don’t move too fast, bitch
You might get slapped
No longer fuck with that lean, huh
Boy, Fredo just died, That shit had me sick
Yo' hoe wanna fuck on the team
You ain't gotta lie to lay with me, bitch
You comin’ here you see a beam
Open your eyes, You're taking the risk
Don't fuck with this underground scene
I might go to Dubai or maybe the preme
When it's alit, It's always too lit
I'm selling that shit got
The hallways too lit
I'm back at the school, in
The start with the scale
Got like 25 by the time this period end
Some of them teachers my
Friends in the class
And they know I be getting it in, uh
Know I be getting them M's
Tryna start a what you getting it in
Two twin tecs, on my index
Lift the pole like bench press
This shit been next, Bitch
I spray like windex who gon’ get it next, I
Can get a nigga stretched, if you wanna flex
100 ’round clip that I run around with
Gun down your clique
And then run down your bitch
Cut down a flip, then we hop in the whip
Whip the Crown Vic like it wasn't my shit
Pick up my phone, yo hoe bustin’ that shit
I done answer that quick as
My line be too lit
I got trust issues it's simple as shit
Like if you get behind me
You finna get dipped
Tombstones we rip two phones I trap
Come get yo' bitch she think I rap
She smoke my pack hair down my lack
Don't move too fast, bitch
You might get slapped