Testo TTG - YoungBoy Never Broke Again feat. Kevin Gates
Testo della canzone TTG (YoungBoy Never Broke Again feat. Kevin Gates), tratta dall'album 4Respect 4Freedom 4Loyalty 4WhatImportant
Huh, huh, huh, huh
You fuckin' with this?
I'm fuckin' with that
All well
Oh yeah, they don't understand this business right here
All well
I'ma cop one, and you can work that tool
They go for 15, how you paid 22?
Ooh Lord, I just transformed, lot of bands on
I'm Off-White, you can get it right, check the platform
Nation business, I just spent a 50, tell me what's the ticket?
Portray that image, actin' like he with it, we pay him a visit
Speakin' on my name, droppin' change get you changed
Big body Range, you know we are not the same
ZO6 got me retarded, supercharged in this bitch
They want play me like a lil' boy, I snuck that rod in this bitch
Rewind the time, I'm in my prime, I went and flooded my wrist
Bitch ass lil' boy can't steal the style, we who started this shit
Shackles made out of metal behind a pressure plate of glass
Put that metal on he who wanna meddle in my affairs
Bitch, I'm very important, I'm not no regular artist
I can't do too much talkin', look, cigar got me coughin'
Do you like a pair of lungs, all that smoke bring the coffin
All my niggas TTG, we turn up, trained to go for real
BreadWinner vendin' machine, we really sell that coke for real
Any violation, we both knowin' where we go from here
You say your youngin TTG, he trained to go
Well, my youngin on BBG and all he know is blow
This for Boozilla, we gon' murk 'em at the corner store
Say he laid low, but he got down, bitch, we know you told
I'ma cop one, and you can work that tool
They go for 15, how you paid 22?
Ooh Lord, I just transformed, lot of bands on
I'm Off-White, you can get it right, check the platform
Never tellin', all of us are felons, confidential steppin'
Preach like a reverend, brand new MAC-11, give his ass a blessin'
Kamikaze, livin' like I'm ready, call that 9-11
All black Panamera, drive it like a 9-11
In your section bae, I'm comin', pick you up, leave 'em stretched
Let the coroners pick 'em up, pick 'em up
In your section bae, I'm comin', pick you up, leave 'em stretched
Let the coroners pick 'em up, pick 'em up
Cold-blooded steppers standin' on the blocks smokin' nicotine
Let them lil' boys run the city, I got bigger dreams
Nation business, we all different, stand for different things
Up right independent, plus we fearless, that's by any means (count up)
I'ma cop one, and you can work that tool
They go for 15, how you paid 22?
Ooh Lord, I just transformed, lot of bands on
I'm Off-White, you can get it right, check the platform
In your section bae, I'm comin', pick you up, leave 'em stretched
Let the coroners pick 'em up, pick 'em up
In your section bae, I'm comin', pick you up, leave 'em stretched
Let the coroners pick 'em up, pick 'em up, oh
Credits
Writer(s): Kevin Gilyard, Kentrell Deshawn Gaulden, Nicholas Mira, Henry Nichols, Danny Lee Snodgrass Jr.
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