| Got an 8th in my Tom Ford Socks
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| I don’t wanna talk, you gettin' shot
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| I’m the nigga in my city
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| 'Chine gun on my left titty
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| Feds still tryna get me
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| Tom brown seats in the Black Bentley
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| I can make a million in my sleep
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| Hangin out the roof with the street sweep
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| See how them Griselda boys manouevred it
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| Smell like waxin' sour walkin out of Peter Luger
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| Streets consumed us, little homie loved to grip his Ruger
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| He 17, but he been a shooter like Dennis Schröder
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| Fuck nigga, look at you boy, you been a loser
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| You still a little nigga, still a nigga junior
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| Go and get the hardest nigga, that nigga getting chewed up
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| Lyrically I’m a Bugatti, he a MINI Cooper
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| 2K to tie a nigga shoe up, bitch thinking I’m a scooper
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| My Benz in the driveway, I sent the Uber
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| Griselda jersey, public school
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| Name rings a few bells, they know me in a few jails
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| Niggas threw shots but couldn’t shoot well
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| They shot and missed, I pop the my shooters move well
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| Without the ball, catch and shoot
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| Draw, played, and execute, full court pressure nigga
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| S.E. |
| forever nigga
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| Got an 8th in my Tom Ford Socks
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| I don’t wanna talk, you gettin' shot
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| I’m the nigga in my city
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| 'Chine gun on my left titty
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| Feds still tryna get me
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| Tom brown seats in the Black Bentley
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| I can make a million in my sleep
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| Hangin out the roof with the street sweep
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| I seen niggas break the code and never felt correct
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| I watched niggas make a fortune, dudes I helped connect
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| They say it’s two ways out the game, bullets melt your flesh
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| Or catch a sentence and they change you like you Malcolm X
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| I slide through, my toasts sparking on a close target
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| We put an address on the beef like a post office
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| I’m tryna sell this last half o' brick then go corporate
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| I got killers with me pulling up with blow torches
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| Would you feed a grown men or expect him to hunt?
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| They took the money out the hood, but never invested in us
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| I got two kids, I never neglected 'em once
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| I hope the democrats steal the election from Trump
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| You got to bath in holy water, let it touch your face
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| The bottom of her shoes red like she crushing grapes
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| I turn the scale on and then I cut the tape
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| Ken Griffey Jr., I was touching base
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| Got an 8th in my Tom Ford Socks
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| I don’t wanna talk, you gettin' shot
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| I’m the nigga in my city
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| 'Chine gun on my left titty
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| Feds still tryna get me
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| Tom brown seats in the Black Bentley
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| I can make a million in my sleep
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| Hangin out the roof with the street sweep |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Tom Ford Socks , by - Benny the Butcher. Song from the album My First Brick, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп