tate

Lyrics

[Intro] (Luracks) A-Team shit, nigga (Where you get all them racks, bruh?) [Verse] I'm with two Glocks on a date Two Glocks, Andrew and Tristan Tate Rifle rounds hit him in his face I don't boss, nigga I ain't Tank I got sticks when I'm with Osama Sippin' drop now I'm at the doctor's Every day, I'm tryn' chase a comma I'm lil dog, do we have a problem? Stick on me, I can't leave without it I got dough, shit he ain't seen, a thousand .45 bulldog, steady growling My dog green from doin' all this countin' I ball hard, now this nigga scoutin' ARP got him in a hursh I get mad as hell when I'm off Percs Hollow shells send him to a nurse Stick got his ugly ass on a shirt I don't wrestle, do I look like Kurt My German shooter pull up just like Durk Play with the age, you gon' get it worse [Outro] On KK nigga, it's the big A-Team lieutеnant And don't get your nose wiped nigga, 'causе I like sliming for fun (I laid the murder game down, let niggas know we not fuckin' around man)