Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Tom and Jerry, artist - Onative.
Date of issue: 30.06.2022
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Tom and Jerry |
Girls and boys, come out to play (come out to play) |
Leave your dinner, leave your sleep (leave your sleep) |
Come with a whoop and come with a call (with a call) |
Got the mandem on the call (go) |
I’m really cool with the heat I give you in these bars I mean that none of you |
Can do what I actually do, that’s crazy flow |
Willing to give my all to the music, cuh that’s only ting that makes me go |
You little chit chatters better stay low |
When I hear your bars, I’m like «that’s slow» |
Party’s done, everybody go home |
No man, no I will never go broke |
No man no I will never get bored, cuh it gives me joy bucking these h**s |
Gyal-gyal see my post on gram like «wow», she share and like, double tap, that’s facts |
Rappers be hatin on me too much, they be callin me butter cuh I spread too fast |
Smoke this beat like I’m bunnin js, it’s «A» star cali and the fumes go in and out |
Do it for the art and I do it for the streets, I was never chasing clout, no doubt |
Snakes in the grass, there’s no one ‘mong you twats that I really can trust |
You man there never back your bros and run so fast when the shots get bussed |
Chat too much get turned into dust, we gonna fry you man to the crust |
Put you lot in a spliff filled to the brim, spark it up then we puff puff pass |
Girls and boys, come out to play |
Moon doth shine as bright as day |
Leave your dinner, leave your sleep |
Come with fellows out on street |
Come with a whoop, and come with a call |
Come with a good will or not at all |
Got the mandem on the call |
They will pop and smoke you all |
Figaro, figaro, figaro, I could make money from fucking like gigolos |
To overshine me you will need a miracle, hey |
Y’all are so similar, please do not say anything, you sound pitiful |
How are you all even digital? |
You know that I was a killer in middle school |
So I ain’t got time to mimic you |
They really wanted to play with Onative, what a pity? |
I could hardly give a fuck about the whole industry and it’s committee |
I could hardly give a fuck about a dumb rapper or an old critic |
They start to panic when I come like the condom’s off and I hit it (hey) |
Eeny, meeny, miny, moe |
I’m passing all these levels with no codes |
I got the power to make you take notes |
Call me Sameer cause I’m out of control |
I heard your last lines, I admit it |
Why do we «ha-ha» when you spit it? |
Save all the drama for your bitches |
Y’all are just fly bys in this business |
Huddle up and plan your mission |
Tell me I’m in trouble pay the man a visit |
Guarantee you’ll stutter, why’re you being so serious |
Didn’t daddy tell you don’t be fucking with no genius? |
(Clan, clan, clan, clan) |
Beefin each other like Tom and Jerry |
This shit about to get scary |
I got dillemas you can call me Nelly |
Don’t even bother come near me |
I got some beef like Jerry and Tom |
Never knew that but the booth is my home |
I’m smoking too much I stay in my zone |
You’re cappin all day just leave me alone |
I’m buckin your b**ch, she callin me daddy |
Met up with the gang and they told me u lackin |
Don’t hit up my phone, if you gonna be wassin |
Don’t joke with my gs, they are up for the splashings |
Ask no questions, hear no lies |
You don’t wanna know about me and my guys |
Dropping your friends, put them in a spliff kingsize |
That’s word to the bigman Drizz, mob ties |
Girls and boys, come out to play |
Moon doth shine as bright as day |
Leave your dinner, leave your sleep |
Come with fellows out on street |
Come with a whoop, and come with a call |
Come with a good will or not at all |
Got the mandem on the call |
They will pop and smoke you all |