Tillie - Really Fast

Bitch that C-4 in the bag, bitch I'm 'bout to blow him up, Afghanistan
How I'm moving with the gang and they look like Taliban
We be getting all these racks, count it up, we tally bands
Put a flash up on my AR, bitch it's shooting really fast
Really fast, really fast
Really fast, really fast, get the bag
Money counter really fast
And lil bitch I do the dash
When I get the racks, I stack
Bitch I make my money dance
Got some kickback on the AR, so that lil boy gon' get back
Got a weapon, it's a Drac', OVO right in the bag
And we sending all these hollow tips to blow these niggas back
Make sure he know I attack, make sure he know I don't lack
Yes young TiLLIE in this bitch and I got a point to prove
I got flows on flows on flows plus I'm floating in the booth
And a nigga too damn wavy, got 'em watching all my moves
If my brother lose his cool then your nigga meet his doom
Yeah, I'm really going in
Yellow diamonds on my wrist
Yeah them diamonds look like piss
Like goddamn boy, who pissed on it?
I was off the Percs, now I heard that my twin been on it
They hop on the wave soon as young TiLLIE be on it
And I turned my girl bad 'cause that girl was too good
Boy I'm chilling with Jack, we might visit the hood
I'm in love with the killing, hope that shit is understood
I'm in love with the riches so my life is good
And I turned my girl bad 'cause that girl was too good
Boy I'm chilling with Jack, we might visit the hood
I'm in love with the killing, hope that shit is understood
I'm in love with the riches so my life is good

Written by:
Kgotso Bomvana

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