TateKoNada

Lyrics

[Verse 1 - Tate Kobang] Split a nigga head, .223 my led Walking 'round with it tucked off in my leg Check it, if we gettin' reckless Rob a bitch nigga for his necklace Bitch I'm plugged in like Nexus We was dead broke, ain't had shit for breakfast Bitch [?] turned off, phone disconnected Why they wanna stick me for my paper Clippers in my hand, line 'em up like a taper Devil on my back, I'm tryna shake off Cliques involved, bricks involved Niggas talkin' war then sticks involved Niggas say they with it, then don't get involved I've got, that Swisher blunt I've got, gold on my front Got your bitch to come get naked Told your bitch to come get naked I pour', myself a [?] I've got, myself a forty and On my block I'm so respected Never ever disrespected Yeah, kill a motherfucker if he tried Last nigga tried, he died Brought up in them trenches, seen them killers with my eyes Whoala! OG kush get me high Trap phone still do numbers like it's o'six Niggas still hittin' me up for my old bricks Nigga still want to beef about my old chicks Nigga still want to beef about my old bitch, hold this G's up, hoes down, [?] to the cold bitch I was 'bout nine, nigga I was told this Keep your gun close, but your enemies closer Keep your gun close, but your enemies closer [Verse 2 - Deetranada] They said "Nada girl you cocky 'cause you've got a little clout" Nah, I ain't cocky, there's things that I can be cocky about Now, they can't stop me, they can't stop me They can copy, boo me prolly But it's obvious that they can't take my spot, that's word to mouth Some of who been [?] a little homie point 'em out Yeah I'm laying low ain't no need to point it out Yeah I'm duck duck, prolly somewhere in the South 'Cause if I'm in the city, people rockin' with me for the clout [?] Tommy in the zone when I touchdown Shawty tryna pick up pole 'cause I'm up now Swear they gon' let me when I'm home, when I ducktown They tryna talk petty, but what's up now And all I've ever wanted was a bag Why you steady watchin' steady talkin' you sad Bad, when you walk in - no class Can't walk, my heart need a pass I don't drive but I bet they pedal to the gas So you're [?] mad, when you talk you better watch your hands In a bodybag, that's the game that's after [?] spazz Never coming last, I'm the [?] came todone ya, I'm the man Never, never let them get up on your level Sever all competition, I ether nine ethar Better, I'm better than the females y'all be texting' Any diss tracks to me is a suicide letter Click clack boom, boy I'm boomin' on my ethical If a dummy talk I bet he'll end up in a medical Decimal, decimal, decimal, leave them vegetable You don't wanna pump my MP3 Then I'm ahead, [?] convert it to a MP4 because You gon' have to see my MP5 and MP8 But reload then empty more, and that's facts