Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Told Em!, artist - Autumn!. Date of issue: 09.09.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Told Em! |
| Woah ( |
| Yeah |
| Woah ( |
| Yeah |
| ), woah, yeah, yeah |
| Woah-woah, woah, yeah-yeah ( |
| Ha, ha, ha |
| ), yeah-yeah |
| Keep that bitch on me wherever I’m going |
| I’m gon' call her Atlantic 'cause she get wet just like a ocean |
| My styrofoam cup so muddy, that bitch so potent |
| Twenty racks on me, yeah, twenty bands on me, lil' bitch, I know you noticed |
| Never seen a nigga do a magic trick? |
| I can make 'em disappear, hocus pocus |
| Hoes up in the coupe, yeah, hoes in the coupe, I’m pushing these fucking Trojans |
| I just need you to know, I hope you know it |
| I’m playing with the racks, I’ll spnd 'em on your ass, all you gotta do is be |
| not bogus |
| On the -way, bitch, we floating |
| Yeah, and my songs, I never wrote 'em |
| I told 'em I was gon' be that nigga, yeah, yeah, I told 'em |
| I told 'em I was gon' be that nigga, yeah, yeah, I told 'em |
| I told 'em I was gon' be that nigga, yeah, yeah, I told 'em |
| I told 'em I was gon' be that nigga, yeah, yeah, I told 'em |
| Keep that bitch on me wherever I’m going |
| She just wanna hit my phone again 'cause she see I started blowing |
| And bro said he got the Za', I told him, «Roll it» |
| A nigga talking that rah-rah, the chopper gon' do the same, we gon' dispose him |
| And these niggas really be broke, I really could do it but I won’t expose him |
| Nine times out of ten, you won’t even know him |
| This nigga think shit sweet, we gon' have to show him |
| I need another freak just for me but if I say the word, then she gon' blow him |
| (I need another freak just for me but she gon' blow him) |
| (I need another freak just for me but she gon' blow him) |
| A nigga think shit sweet, it gon' have to show him |
| I need another freak just for me but if I say the word, then she gon' blow him |
| Keep that bitch on me wherever I’m going |
| I’m gon' call her Atlantic 'cause she get wet just like a ocean |
| My styrofoam cup so muddy, that bitch so potent |
| Twenty racks on me, yeah, twenty bands on me, lil' bitch, I know you noticed |
| Never seen a nigga do a magic trick? |
| I can make 'em disappear, hocus pocus |
| Hoes up in the coupe, yeah, hoes in the coupe, I’m pushing these fucking Trojans |
| I just need you to know, I hope you know it |
| I’m playing with the racks, I’ll spend 'em on your ass, all you gotta do is be |
| not bogus |
| On the e-way, bitch, we floating |
| Yeah, and my songs, I never wrote 'em |
| I told 'em I was gon' be that nigga, yeah, yeah, I told 'em |
| I told 'em I was gon' be that nigga, yeah, yeah, I told 'em |