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My Team - Why S x Tallup Twinz x Burna Bandz prod. G-Loudz Beats
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Why S
Why S
Performer
TallupTwinz
TallupTwinz
Performer
Burna Bandz
Burna Bandz
Performer
Houdini
Houdini
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Why S
Why S
Songwriter
TallupTwinz
TallupTwinz
Songwriter
Burna Bandz
Burna Bandz
Songwriter
Houdini
Houdini
Songwriter
Traequan Mahoney
Traequan Mahoney
Songwriter

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Yeah 30, 30 Yeah you know how we rockin' nigga Walk up smoke a nigga Just like a cigarette Only headshots cuz' the aim on sick-a-wreck And I don't make diss tracks Cuz' that shit gon' wreck a drill drill sit back Watch [?] and just whip whip whip that Hand in the pyrex, all my niggas been sick all we been had the virus Opps equal more opps the minus Yeah you know how we rockin' man 30 30 man Yeah lah lah lah Wass gang nigga You come around you ain't leaving nigga Take you down cuz we need that, yeah them free bands Break it off with my team man, gotta feed gang Black gloves and the ski mask, yeah we scheming On the block with my demons, come to my block he ain't leaving Take you down cuz we need that, yeah them free bands Break it off with my team man, gotta feed gang Black gloves and the ski mask, yeah we scheming On the block with my demons, come to my block he ain't leaving Opps on facetime trying to shoot us through the screen I just jammed a SSP with a green beam I'm just turning up for Wassi, shit I love my team Opps say bodies like "Wassi" in your fucking dreams They call him MK, but his wrist got a rollie He asked her what is Wassi feeling, of course she screaming "Larry" I only fuck around with thots that satisfy my buddy She knows married to the block, relationship is lovely MK brought me to the trap, that's where he got his belly If I ain't got a 40 Glock then my waist is Fendi And Pressa's neck looks like mesh, she's movin' like a buckety And Twin made it too wet so I just had her suck me If you ain't catch your headshot consider yourself lucky We up Toronto's murder rate, CP4 hates me We asked him what he's looking at, he said one eye is lazy Dreadlock, Gold Tips, for you I'm going crazy Take you down cuz we need that, yeah them free bands Break it off with my team man, gotta feed gang Black gloves and the ski mask, yeah we scheming On the block with my demons, come to my block he ain't leaving Take you down cuz we need that, yeah them free bands Break it off with my team man, gotta feed gang Black gloves and the ski mask, yeah we scheming On the block with my demons, come to my block he ain't leaving Posting up with dem demons Alot of hittas, lot of savages Big poles on them lil' niggas Yeah they know we ain't having it Steady smoking on this cannibis You ain't really about action bih Got the glizzy in my louis bag Feel like 35 imma vanish him Everyday we on the same shit Trap, trap and then stain shit Glizzy 40 and it got a beam Run up on me then you brainless Kick door, yeah that kick door Running in then we take shit They say they like how the gang move Them other niggas moving basic Free Leekz, Free LA I ain't even gotta say shit Lil' bro Why S a sav Wrong move get a nigga flipped Tallup Twinz and Burna Bands Hitting looks through the door and shit Riding out in a stolen whip Them young niggas with me blowing shit Take you down cuz we need that, yeah them free bands Break it off with my team man, gotta feed gang Black gloves and the ski mask, yeah we scheming On the block with my demons, come to my block he ain't leaving Take you down cuz we need that, yeah them free bands Break it off with my team man, gotta feed gang Black gloves and the ski mask, yeah we scheming On the block with my demons, come to my block he ain't leaving On the block with the demons Yeah we sticked up so we squeeze first when we see them We don't give a fuck we gon' shoot first ask later Alot of shooters on my squad but we ain't the Pacers Crodie got aim but the glizz still got a laser Try to run red beam on his New Era Free the ones locked, missed a couple summers And R.I.P the ones down for you down in Bel-Air Tallup Twin out the dip they gotta come and shoot us We got glizzies and the tec clips long as rulers Abaay abaay, TDub on your block got the nina (By the nins) KIcking doors for the loud We need all them figures Wass gang yeah we them niggas Take you down cuz we need that, yeah them free bands Break it off with my team man, gotta feed gang Black gloves and the ski mask, yeah we scheming On the block with my demons, come to my block he ain't leaving Take you down cuz we need that, yeah them free bands Break it off with my team man, gotta feed gang Black gloves and the ski mask, yeah we scheming On the block with my demons, come to my block he ain't leaving
Writer(s): Paul Spurny, Ronald Fritz Junior, Sahin Kablan, Martin Willumeit, Jonas Nikolaus Lang Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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