letra de bowww - lil tony official
[intro]
(ayy, deeski, i like this one)
yeah
[chorus]
yeah, b-tch-ass n-gga tryna run out of town, then come back, you know that we knockin’ him off
lil’ sh-t was cool, n-gga got off, haha, lay in your bushes, he come out, baow
i’m sendin’ money in jail and all, pour the b-tch out
we got the dot, tryna shoot the b-tch up, broad day, get f-cked, n-gga know this sh-t hot
geeked up, geeked up, body after body, picked up a perc’, hit the war wounds up
you hit the street, turn the high beams off, man, them young n-ggas first to go bump out the truck, it’s a tonka, tonka
drop a gold ticket on a f-ckboy head, have my young n-ggas get him, lil tkey wonka
i got lit, got rid of my first b-tch, new ho rich and she do no talkin’
[verse]
you can catch lil tony anywhere in the city, f-ckin’ off money, i don’t never see an oppеr
n-gga, you a baby, i can’t wait to catch buddy, i’ma leave sh-t in his pampers
b-tch-ass n-gga triеd to run out of town, i got the tent, f-ck n-gga, we campin’
stupid-ass n-gga said f-ck my gang, know he got shot at, i said you can stamp it
n-gga better watch your face when you check your mail, i’m finna hide sh-t in the box
dumb-ass n-gga keep dissin’ and gettin’ his bro k!lled, last one got four n-ggas shot
p-ssy-ass n-ggas tryna clique up, we puttin’ belt on they ass, that backseat hot
bro ‘nem told me they caught that n-gga, got mad, i felt like they left me out
haha, another one drop, i just send out the deposit
another n-gga drop, meanwhile, i’m in china somewhere tryna try wasabi
fly as h-ll, tony hawk, got a three-thousand-dollar skateboard beside me
i be doin’ rich-n-gga sh-t, i don’t even know why these broke n-ggas try me
[chorus]
yeah, b-tch-ass n-gga tryna run out of town, then come back, you know that we knockin’ him off
lil’ sh-t was cool, n-gga got off, haha, lay in your bushes, he come out, baow
i’m sendin’ money in jail and all, pour the b-tch out
we got the dot, tryna shoot the b-tch up, broad day, get f-cked, n-gga know this sh-t hot
geeked up, geeked up, body after body, picked up a perc’, hit the war wounds up
you hit the street, turn the high beams off, man, them young n-ggas first to go bump out the truck, it’s a tonka, tonka
drop a gold ticket on a f-ckboy head, have my young n-ggas get him, lil tkey wonka
i got lit, got rid of my first b-tch, new ho rich and she do no talkin’
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