Tuukay - Piston

I just been balling on niggas like a piston
I’m pissing on niggas that might take a offensive
I just be ballin like a play for pistons
I just be ballin like I’m Chauncey billups
Riding in foreigns that shit is just tinted
Damn I’m so drunk man i might get the hiccups
Run up niggas like this shit a stick up
Call up my niggas on game it’s a pick up
Know that my brother ain’t never gone switch up
Damn I’m so cold man this shit is a blizzard
I don’t be smoking shit rolled in swisher
Why do these niggas don’t follow the scripture
Bet that they broke and trippin i figured
Niggas ain’t cut man i might need some scissors
I got some bitches pop im the wizards
Some of them friends and some of them sisters
Niggas can’t hop on my flow it’s the river got ice in my veins and you niggas just shiver
Go to the club with off white on my slippers
Section was free with the bottle delivered
Gas in the air man this shit is a killer
Telling myself I’m the shit in the mirror
Can’t leave my dirt in the street ion litter
Lot of my ex’s is mad and they bitter
Nigga I’m tryna get richer and richer
Nigga I’m tryna get bigger and bigger
Niggas balling l like a piston Like a piston on a mission
Kush gelato man it’s smoking i just got my new prescription
Big ups to my brother they just sent off to prison
If you want it go and get it gotta step up ya position
Hold up
Now let me go dummy and speak off my mind
I really don’t got time to argue this shit not the place man it’s sure not the time
I really had faith at the bottom i never just doubted just hopped on the grind
The shooters gone shoot I’m 10 for 10 just know I’m dropping dime
And my lil brother he toting a nine
Niggas ain’t doing this shit for the vine
Don’t give a damn what you think bout a nigga i always got haters just hop in the line
They only just hate cause I’m one of a kind
And all of they bitches just thinking I’m fine
I be on her mind like all the time
After she felt this dick all in her spine
Smoke grape punch and it taste like wine
Every day wake up new drip new design
Hop in the sun Cartier’s gone shine
Then when it’s dark I’m the thief of the night
Why is trippin why is you crying
All my real niggas need moment of silence
Came from the jungle and starting the riots
Look at my chest it’s the heart of a lion
Bitch I’m straight out killa county when niggas had bounty’s
Oon niggas that make it they hating
Hit the club up and outie with 12 hoes around
I’m watching they booty shaking
Can’t lose no sleep in morning got two bitches on it just cooking big daddy some bacon
Up in the heat of the moment you so not important ya bitch disrespect when she naked
Niggas balling l like a piston Like a piston on a mission
Kush gelato man it’s smoking i just got my new prescription
Big ups to my brother they just sent off to prison
If you want it go and get it gotta step up ya position

Written by:
Tylon Craighed

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