Nayme - t.o.w.

Yeah
Right
Right
Right
Yeah yeah
Mama still feel sum type of way yah yah
Since nana died I been smokin la la la
I been mixing shit with purple fanta
Bullets gon dance like samba
I been feeling some type of way
Some type of way
I been feeling some type of way
Some type of way
I been feeling some type of way
Some type of way
I been feeling some type of way
Some type of way
I'm outta mind, i'm outta my sight
Gun on my side, I'm gonna drive
We fuckin it up once, we fuck it up twice
See in my eyes, got nuttin to hide
Last time a bitch wanted to fight
I gave her a ring under her eyes
Pull up to her crib it's rainin tonite
Huh she gonna die
Bitch u betta get out like Jojo
Runnin the track like a fuckin hobo
My gun like ho she blow like oboe
Bitch I'm a poet like Quasimodo
You got let me if u blue or rojo
Flippin' these bitches like fuckin yo-yo
I got the spice, Marco Polo
I'm a whole meal, arroz con pollo
Huh, the fuck you lookin at
I stay in street smoking my weed
Where all the hoochies at
She screamin my name like boogieman
Bitches been lying, where Cookie at
God is my witness no juryman
I got the cream like flurry man
Peeping the game I see they weak
They promo for weeks still go no hits
They doing it for views I'm doing for me
Labels been calling me for lotta weeks
I said fuck it I'm in but then I hung up
You offer me shit you in for the buzz
I said I'm more than a trend on social my man
My music ain't done for a new dance
Like 1 step 2
Tell me little brother whatchu wanna do
Like huh 3 step 4
What you think I rap for to push a fucking RAV4
Mama still feel sum type of way yah yah
Since nana died I been smokin la la la
I been mixing shit with purple agua
Tryin' to hit a leak and get the commas
I been feeling some type of way
Some type of way
I been feeling some type of way
Some type of way
I been feeling some type of way
Some type of way
I been feeling some type of way
Some type of way

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yeah itsnayme

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