Animal Crossing

Lyrics

[Intro: Tony Shhnow] (Dylvinci got the code) Bow, yeah, yeah, come on Just loud Bling blaow Now you gotta speak up Money counter going too fast What you said? [Chorus: Tony Shhnow] Chicken talk I could build a farm in the trap, I got bricks in She ain't got no arms, but she feel it, I'm a real lick Try somethin', I ain't arguin' with you, where that stick at? Donald Trump can't pardon no nigga I got beef with And you know what's goin' when my niggas, they delete shit Why would I put money on your head when you a free pick? Play with us, we spinnin' at your house like a remix I fucked this rapper's bitch and now his album full of sneak disses [Verse 1: Tony Shhnow & 3AG Pilot] Chicken talk, I got birds like the Hawks She gon' ask me what that cost, I don't know, I fuck that off This model look like Rubi Rose, her mama look like Tracy Ross She really think she Stacy Dash, I hit the dash and blow exhaust I never liked show and tell 'cause I hate snitchin' I can't even tell time I'm the eyeball king, I could work the trap blind Pussy, you could wait for yours, just know I'ma take mine Pussy, I'ma take mine, nigga (Fuck shit up) [Verse 2: 3AG Pilot] I can't beef with broke niggas, they ain't even got a dub Oh, your 40 outside? Mine's inside the club I throw through a hundred, miss out money, I'm talkin' 'bout shoulder rub You talkin' 'bout opps, I ain't got no patience, I leave out bloody scrubs Stay down 'til my brothers up, fourth quarter, let's huddle up Jump in car like double dutch, hop out, shootin' such and such I don't give a fuck about no threats, I got a ton of guns If it's smoke, we gon' come through and change the ambiance What's happenin', woadie? Black truck Uber, fully loaded AR with the cooling on it, cash money like Juvi on it Four pistols, just you and Tony, ain't beefin', it's been a minute I spin your shit sixty seconds I had to rush to the bank, I told shawty I'm skippin' breakfast You dead, you reach for my necklace On different drugs, I'm on definitely I'm Snot Life 'til the death of me [Chorus: Tony Shhnow & 3AG Pilot] Chicken talk I could build a farm in the trap, I got bricks in (Fuck shit up) She ain't got no arms, but she feel it, I'm a real lick Try somethin', I ain't arguin' with you, where that stick at? Donald Trump can't pardon no nigga I got beef with And you know what's goin' when my niggas, they delete shit Why would I put money on your head when you a free pick? Play with us, we spinnin' at your house like a remix I fucked this rapper's bitch and now his album full of sneak disses