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On A Tee (Extended Version)

 

On A Tee (Extended Version)


[SpotEmGottem:]
(Thanks, Yakree)
Fuck nigga, back the fuck up
(T this bitch up, Tone)

Slide through the bity, nobody out, tryna put a bitch on a tee (Ayy)
Face shot, gang in my city wanna terrorize the streets (Go)
Big-ass bullets take down Suburbans and they'll flip a Jeep
No more hot cars, I got it rented for the whole week (Whole week)

What's that in the air? Smell like bap, that shit there cheap as hell
Can't wait to catch that rappin'-ass nigga, I'm tryna send my shooter there
Go, dead yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Dead nigga
When I tweak out, yeah, his head bigger
Tryna score for two, but they hit for four, fuck one of them main niggas
Or I just call lil' Moe, put some chains on your brain, nigga
Two niggas, they got shh by a Ruger by the same nigga
Okay, I'm on that car right there, we switching lanes, get him
This a leaky blunt, I don't think big Meechie can fit in there
I'm the party starter, get the party started, I'm like, "Yeah"

Slide through the bity, nobody out, tryna put a bitch on a tee
Face shot, gang in my city wanna terrorize the streets
Big-ass bullets take down Suburbans and they'll flip a Jeep
No more hot cars, I got it rented for the whole week

[Icewear Vezzo:]
Hmm, yeah, bitch, I get to tweaking out
Pop a bean, caught them boys lacking when they was eating out
Fifty bands stuffed in my 'Miris, we brought them demons out
Send your pussy ass to the sky so he can see the clouds
Ayy, bitch, I ain't got no sense
Little switchy on that FN look like a phone chip
Do the opps like back in the day, them niggas '06
Why you think we shoot hundred rounds? Because we don't miss
Black Dior shades on my eyes because I lean a lot
Need to quit that syrup right now, it make me pee a lot
Fuck around and rob my plug mm
I mean, I'll rob my plug for like half 'cause I ain't need a lot
We don't measure drank when we sipping, yeah, we just pour the numbers (Pour it)
Got a dog house in Atlanta, do Robert Horry numbers
Finna cut new Cullinan on Forgis, yeah, that's before the summer (Forgis)
Turn that chopper up like a Hemi, I'm tryna motor something
Hmm, ooh, these niggas real rappers
I make music and I drop shit, guess I'm a drill rapper
Shoot that glizzy, then clean it off, I got some real manners
Couple million sitting in the safe, look like a steel cabinet

[SpottemGottem:]
Hold on, glick in my palm, get to shooting this bitch (Shooting this bitch)
Palm Angels all on my ass, Louis on my kicks (All on my ass)
Baby, I'm the don (I'm the don)
We like murder shit and you know I'm the one (You know I'm the fucking one)
Aim my switch at you, bet I chi-chi
Dead opp, I just got dead niggas in my lungs (Dead niggas in my pack)
Throw your set up, nigga, where you from? (Fuck you bang?)
Get your get back, nigga, where your gun? (Get your fucking get back)
My trigger finger itching, this bitch done got numb (Shit numb as numb)
Hit his head, his top, chest, hit his lungs (Hit his bitch ass)
Paralyze this pussy, faceshot the nigga, he done
Now his mama crying 'bout her fucking his son ('Bout that bitch-ass nigga, ayy)

Slide through the bity, nobody out, tryna put a bitch on a tee
Face shot, gang in my city wanna terrorize the streets
Big-ass bullets take down Suburbans and they'll flip a Jeep
No more hot cars, I got it rented for the whole week
Slide through the bity, nobody out, tryna put a bitch on a tee
Face shot, gang in my city wanna terrorize the streets
Big-ass bullets take down Suburbans and they'll flip a Jeep
No more hot cars, I got it rented for the whole week (For the whole week)

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