TsuRex - Lil T

My mossberg hold hella rounds
Soon as i put this clip in
Never slipping Tsu a genie
I got these niggas wishin
Bitches ask me what’s for dinner
Cause I stay in the kitchen
Busting birds I’m flipping chicken
Fenes say it’s finger lickin
They think I look like Montana
Dreadhead & my bandanna
Double cup you know I’m leaning
Bitch I mix mine with Fanta
Bad bit call her Georgia peach
But she ain’t from Atlanta
Early mornings rolling tide
Bitch we is not from bama
Ride with my glock on my lap
My niggas say I’m wilding
My glock go by MLK
BeCause my 9 violent
Barrels in potatoes nigga
It make them shots sound silent
She say Tsu you drive me crazy
Bit you got too much mileage
My taste is like old Afros
That’s means I’m hella picky
Burner like a game of horse
That means them shots is tricky
Riding through your fucking city
They say you keep the blicky
Catch you running down the alley
Make you go out like Ricky
You say I ain’t got no money
Bitch you a fucking liar
Talking down speaking my name
Get you that Kanye wire
Y’all hoes get locked & start singing
Y’all should’ve joined a choir
Call me dylon, dragon, goro
Bitch i be spitting fire
Ds5 my fucking squad
My niggas call me sire
My pockets make bitches wet
Yo pockets make em dryer
You can’t become a supplier
Before you be a buyer
Round go down I grab my spare
& I ain’t talking tires
Y’all be on that 87
I smoke that 93
Bit must be talking Nintendo
When she be saying we
Her glock be singing with mine
We should of been in glee
Thats 2 sticks pushing me forward
& I don’t even ski
Had to go & show em I be flowing
I ain’t never slowing
Most of y’all laid on the horn
Y’all niggas be steady blowing
Me I’m steady growing & you knowing
Ain’t gon be no hoeing me, so please don’t try it cause that’s just gon lead to overthrowing
Please don’t try it cause that’s just gon lead to overthrowing

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