Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Tell You Sumn, artist - Fred The Godson. Date of issue: 05.03.2013
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Tell You Sumn |
| Before I dust and wipe off the gun |
| And take this niggas life I might come talk to some |
| I know you real and he yawning |
| But even when you ready to die |
| You get a warning |
| Because I compensate my shooters won’t conversate |
| Your life they’ll confiscate, that’s what I contemplate |
| Question, you know who you fucking with? |
| You know how many guns is in that fucking whip? |
| You see that hummer that’s right up the strip? |
| You think I care who you runnin with |
| I heard you say textin me ain’t the antidote |
| Serve you off that white truck like I’m makin banana boats |
| Clip the size of a can of coke |
| Food to my labor, silencer was a cantilope |
| Walk down the alley, in these streets a nigga can’t elope |
| You can’t touch this, this hammer ain’t broke |
| Yeah I know you just banged chrome |
| And your niggas just came home |
| I’m just tryina tell you sumn, tell you sumn |
| I’m just tryina tell you sumn, tell you sumn |
| Yeah I heard you tend shit up with that shottie |
| Swear I don’t care about the bodies |
| I’m just tryina tell you sumn, tell you sumn |
| I’m just tryina tell you sumn, tell you sumn |
| You got nothing for me, your kid will come from school |
| Like look what Fred bought me |
| Just setting direct |
| So you know that I know where you rest |
| So if you wanna rest in peace, be my guest |
| Like you callin the cab base I’ll address you |
| You better hide out your issues before I press shoot |
| But you God pride, and you reppin thug |
| Even your wolves won’t win, ask Kevin Love |
| You a nigga that niggas never loved |
| A week from now, you be getting some of that reverend love |
| Like here lies what’s his name |
| Shottie in your baby mom’s mouth |
| Bitch what’s his name |
| I got an AK and a 9, |
| House plan, you a broke nigga pay me no mind |
| I got the whole calico grip to blow shit |
| And I don’t give a fuck who you go get |
| Yeah I know you just banged chrome |
| And your niggas just came home |
| I’m just tryina tell you sumn, tell you sumn |
| I’m just tryina tell you sumn, tell you sumn |
| Yeah I heard you tend shit up with that shottie |
| Swear I don’t care about the bodies |
| I’m just tryina tell you sumn, tell you sumn |
| I’m just tryina tell you sumn, tell you sumn |