Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song U Know Where to Find Us, artist - Ballout. Album song T.I., in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 21.03.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Cleopatra, X-Ray
Song language: English
U Know Where to Find Us |
Put the pressure on 'em |
Hey |
Twenties on me, know I’m high |
8−0-Apes |
Ayy, gang, ayy |
Better keep your pipe when you ride |
'Cause them killers, they on point, and they gon' slide |
Finna roll me up some dope, it get me higher |
I know you ain’t gettin' no money, boy, you a liar |
I might let this gun take your life |
I got this blicker on me, boy, don’t try us |
Just your friendly neighborhood killers, oh, don’t mind us |
Lil' nigga said he want smoke, well you know where to find us |
SR-40's, .223's, carbon fiber (.223) |
Forgiatos on them lil' bro tires (Skrrt, skrrt) |
I don’t say too much 'cause niggas wired (What?) |
If I want to fuck her then I fly her (Fly her) |
I walk in the store cashin', I’m the buyer (I'm the buyer, bitch) |
I’m the biggest dealer, supplier (You a plier, bitch) |
.223 kickback got a lot of fire (Lot of fire, bitch) |
My whole car wrapped in carbon fiber (Skrrt) |
I’m smokin' out the pound, I need a lighter |
This Bentley can’t but get me a little higher |
Shawty say she got the mouth, I should try her (Top) |
Addicted taken just l cause I’m a fly her |
Better keep your pipe when you ride |
'Cause them killers, they on point, and they gon' slide |
Finna roll me up some dope, it get me higher |
I know you ain’t gettin' no money, boy, you a liar |
I might let this gun take your life |
I got this blicker on me, boy, don’t try us |
Just your friendly neighborhood killers, oh, don’t mind us |
Lil' nigga said he want smoke, well you know where to find us |
Bitch, I’m with the gang, you know how I’m bomin' |
Bitch, I come from nothin', turned that shit to somethin' |
Aimin' at his brain, they say go, I bust it |
It ain’t no discussion, don’t tolerate fuck shit |
I’m steady rollin' up ganja |
Sleep through the night, I’m thinkin' 'bout life, ayy |
He wanna tweak with the squad |
He playin' with his life, we takin' his life, yeah |
He wanna talk like he hard |
I told my lil' bro to tell him good night, ayy |
I just might send him to God |
'Cause I got this pipe, it put up a fight, yeah |
Better keep your pipe when you ride |
'Cause them killers, they on point, and they gon' slide |
Finna roll me up some dope, it get me higher |
I know you ain’t gettin' no money, boy, you a liar |
I might let this gun take your life |
I got this blicker on me, boy, don’t try us |
Just your friendly neighborhood killers, oh, don’t mind us |
Lil' nigga said he want smoke, well you know where to find us |