| I’ma cop one, and you can work that tool
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| (They go for fifteen, how you paid twenty-two?)
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| Ooh lord, I just transformed, lot of bands on
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| I’m Off-White, you can get it right, check the platform
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| Nation business, I just spent a fifty, tell me what’s the ticket?
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| Portray that image, actin' like he with it, we pay him a visit
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| (Speakin' on my name, droppin' change get you changed
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| Big body Range, you know we are not the same)
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| ZO6 got me retarded, super charged in this bitch
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| They want play me like a lil boy, I snuck that rod in this bitch
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| Rewind the time, I’m in my prime, I went and flooded my wrist
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| Bitch ass lil boy can’t steal the style, we who started this shit
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| (Shackles made out of metal behind a pressure plate of glass
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| Put that metal on he who wanna meddle in my affairs)
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| Bitch I’m very important, I’m not no regular artist
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| I can’t do too much talkin', look, cigar got me coughin'
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| Do you like a pair of lungs, all that smoke bring the coffin
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| (All my niggas TTG, we turn up, trained to go for real)
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| BreadWinner vendin' machine, we really sell that coke for real
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| Any violation, we both knowin' where we go from here
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| You say your youngin TTG, he trained to go
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| Well my youngin on BBG and all he know is blow
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| This for Boozilla, we gon' murk 'em at the corner store
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| Say he laid low but he got down, bitch we know you told
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| I’ma cop one, and you can work that tool
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| (They go for fifteen, how you paid twenty-two?
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| Ooh love, I just transformed, lot of bands on)
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| I’m Off-White, you can get it right, check the platform
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| Never tellin', all of us are felons, confidential steppin'
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| Preach like a reverend, brand new MAC-11, give his ass a blessin'
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| Kamikaze, livin' like I’m ready, call that 9−11
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| (All black Panamera, drive it like a 9−11)
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| In your section bae, I’m comin', pick you up, leave 'em streched'
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| Let the coroners pick 'em up, pick 'em up
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| In your section bae, I’m comin', pick you up, leave 'em streched
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| Let the coroners pick 'em up, pick 'em up
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| Cold blooded steppers standin' on the blocks smokin' nicotine
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| Let them lil boys run the city, I got bigger dreams
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| Nation business, we all different, stand for different things
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| Up right independent, plus we fearless, that’s by any means (count up)
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| I’ma cop one, and you can work that tool
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| (They go for fifteen, how you paid twenty-two?
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| Ooh lord, I just transformed, lot of bands on)
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| I’m Off-White, you can get it right, check the platform
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| In your section bae, I’m comin', pick you up, leave 'em streched
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| Let the coroners pick 'em up, pick 'em up
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| In your section bae, I’m comin', pick you up, leave 'em streched
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| Let the coroners pick 'em up, pick 'em up, oh |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song TTG , by - YoungBoy Never Broke Again. Song from the album 4Respect 4Freedom 4Loyalty 4WhatImportant, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп