Tangotalk

[Intro: 100 OTD] Bap Bap, bap, bap, bap, bap ((??)) [Chorus: 100 OTD] Yeah, we do this s*it the best (The best) N!ggas, they talk, but under their breath (Their breath) If I’m gon’ talk, I speak from my chest, yeah I rolled a glizzy, it stay in the vest, yeah I rolled up, tss, yeah I rolled up and it’s on my waist (And it’s on my waist) N!ggas some b!tches and we can’t relate (And we can’t relate) You [said that it’s?] something, I’m snapping the day Pull up to freedom, price on the gas, yeah And jump out the wheels and air out the place (Yeah, yeah) Ran into red light, revving the hot car Passing the jakes, we went on a chase, yeah I’m-I’m-I’m in the back, we just hit the race (Vyoom) S*it, I’m turnt off the lean and the Percs So I don’t give a fu*k, I’m still feeling great But I’m on point, no time for mistakes [Verse 1: 100 OTD] You don’t wanna slide or wanna provide He can’t come around, he’s taking up place Tss, it’s a blessing Couple of my n!ggas ain’t touching [the road?], they beat up their case Yeah, he told me he’s not wasting time He’s straight to the bag, he’s not taking breaks (He’s not taking breaks) He told me, \”Let’s keep going hard And watch who I trust and watch out for snakes\” (Watch out for snakes) [Verse 2: 100 OTD] (Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh) We-we-we-we circle around, yeah We get the drop, a n!gga gets dropped, yeah [Bet it?] gets hot, yeah, we don’t make a sound (Shots now) You n!ggas not chasing the money You chasing the (??), getting the ball like some clowns (Brr) Heard he [paired?] with the opps (Brr) Please don’t be shocked (Brr) when gang come, taking you down (Brr, yo) [Verse 3: 100 OTD] He on the [bench?], he ain’t doing nothing (ain’t doing s*it) We in the T with a few bounces Bro got a (Bap) K with a button N!ggas ain’t real, stop all the fronting (Stop all the fronting) N!ggas stay (??), they ain’t getting money [Check in?], sweet dog, let me rise up (Ah, ah, tss, tss, tss) N!ggas had to run in (Fu*k these guys) [Verse 4: BloodHound Q50] Go N!ggas get to running Bounce out with the fifty like (??) 4K on the fit, that s*it was nothing Hit his ass off the Perc’, that b!tch keep coming (Go) N!ggas ain’t on s*it Fu*k a job, go take your [kit?] Too much damn press that he wishing they quit I’m up in the stu’ going hit for hit (I’m up in the stu’ getting rich as s*it) After lick me and Jeff gon’ split [Verse 5: BloodHound Q50