Lyrics

TMP TMP Y'all know what the fuck goin' on man Rip lil cuz man thuggin' still nigga You know what the fuck goin' on nigga Yeah forreal nigga Fuck the opps Naw literally nigga 28th and Welch east side that's where my people from Little Rock Arkansas that where you gotta keep a gun City gettin' hot so on the block we keep them heaters tucked All my dawgs gon' bark for that guap we ain't eat enough All my cousins blunted when we clubbin' when we comin' in Nigga don't be stuntin' wit a 100 bitch you bummin' it Better have a 100 when I'm comin or I'm runnin in Ever since a youngin' I been buckin' on bunch of shit Ever since a youngin' I been buckin' on bunch of shit You know how I'm comin' bitch I come in with some other shit Get them pockets runnin' when I run in show that money bitch Codeine double cuppin' I'm a cuff it I'm in love with it White hoodie on with a K I don't like niggas Wheels don't work but I'm still gon' slide nigga They posted on the net but in real life you can't find niggas Yeah the bitch a 10 but she ain't worth a dime nigga 28th and Welch east side that's where my people from Little Rock Arkansas that where you gotta keep a gun City gettin' hot so on the block we keep them heaters tucked All my dawgs gon' bark for that guap we ain't eat enough All my cousins blunted when we clubbin' when we comin' in Nigga don't be stuntin' wit a 100 bitch you bummin' it Better have a 100 when I'm comin or I'm runnin in Ever since a youngin' I been buckin' on bunch of shit Ain't nothin' I do typical and I could a work miracle I'm ridin' presidential but I never been political Same ones wanna end me wanna friend me That shit pitiful I can peep the fake love ain't gotta be subliminal For my bros I go hard Tell these hoes get up off Cause I'm on money calls Tryna own wan't it all I'm all alone with my thoughts Gotta score with the glock Put a scope on the top Hit the door when it's dark SKRRRRRR 28th and Welch east side that's where my people from Little Rock Arkansas that where you gotta keep a gun City gettin' hot so on the block we keep them heaters tucked All my dawgs gon' bark for that guap we ain't eat enough All my cousins blunted when we clubbin' when we comin' in Nigga don't be stuntin' wit a 100 bitch you bummin' it Better have a 100 when I'm comin or I'm runnin in Ever since a youngin' I been buckin' on bunch of shit Aye TMP Too much paper nigga Yeah I dropped Fiji Camp and now we on some new shit man Talkin' bout all 2022 straight up Rest in peace lil cuz forreal nigga Man But I aint gon' spazz nigga you know what I'm sayin' I'm hangin' in there and shit man so Alotta good shit nigga 2022 Too Much Paper TMP that's the gang nigga No more Fiji Camp nigga Yeah Rest in peace lil cuz Little rock Arkansas nigga that's home forreal Bitch play with it Got a new AK with a drum nigga Play with it nigga Rip lil cuz Viva Mateo Too Much Paper Ent
Writer(s): Michael Stewart Jr Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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