Thugn Dillinger

Lyrics

[Intro] (Darkspin) [Chorus] We ain't runnin' out of paper, nah, nigga Clutch on the fye, it divide wrong, nigga He a pussy, call that nigga ass Tigger He gon' suffer 'cause he played with the wrong niggas Gettin' money, yeah, count it up, nigga Talkin' that shit, it ain't addin' up, nigga Fat nigga, I can't ride in a Fisker Talkin' like you 'bout it, nigga, what's the issue? We ain't runnin' out of paper, nah, nigga Clutch on the fye, it divide wrong, nigga He a pussy, call that nigga ass Tigger He gon' suffer 'cause he played with the wrong niggas Gettin' money, yeah, count it up, nigga Talkin' that shit, it ain't addin' up, nigga Fat nigga, I can't ride in a Fisker Talkin' like you 'bout it, nigga, what's the issue? [Verse] Rob a nigga, call me Thugn Dillinger Boy, you fake flocks, and we ain't feelin' you Countin' racks, I can't worry 'bout a nigga You talkin' to a bitch about a nigga Yo' bitch on my dick, suck the soul out a nigga Think that he 'bout it, it really ain't in him Thugn tatted 'cross my neck, lil' nigga Her pussy like a lake, I'm divin' right in her Talkin' shit, bullets flyin' right at him Cappin' like you know me, really just met you Streets get cold, go grab a sweater I'm throwin' up K's, I'm Klan forever Throwin' up B's, I'm Blood forever Get the pack flewed in, bag of zip, can't smell it Thugn thuggin', I'ma live forever (Thugn thuggin', I'ma live forever) [Chorus] We ain't runnin' out of paper, nah, nigga Clutch on the fye, it divide wrong, nigga He a pussy, call that nigga ass Tigger He gon' suffer 'cause he played with the wrong niggas Gettin' money, yeah, count it up, nigga Talkin' that shit, it ain't addin' up, nigga Fat nigga, I can't ride in a Fisker Talkin' like you 'bout it, nigga, what's the issue? We ain't runnin' out of paper, nah, nigga Clutch on the fye, it divide wrong, nigga He a pussy, call that nigga ass Tigger He gon' suffer 'cause he played with the wrong niggas Gettin' money, yeah, count it up, nigga Talkin' that shit, it ain't addin' up, nigga Fat nigga, I can't ride in a Fisker Talkin' like you 'bout it, nigga, what's the issue? [Outro] Woah, boy, you fake flocks, and we ain't feelin' you Woah, you talkin' to a bitch about a nigga Woah, think that he 'bout it, it really ain't in him Thugn tatted 'cross my neck, lil' nigga Her pussy like a lake, I'm divin' right in her Woah, woah, woah Woah, woah, woah Woah, woah, woah Woah, woah, woah