TAGTEAMCHAMPIONS

[Intro] Bro fuck the shiesty your shoe gonna fold by your step Yeah, Lulu why you t-up? came from the northside Yeah, Lulu Y You T-Up If It's Just The Intro (turn the fuck up, turn he fuck up) Lulu Y You T-Up If It's Just The Intro yeah (turn the fuck up) [Verse 1 - JAHHLU] Ive been here fuckin his girl (yeah) Posted wit my n*gga vulc (yeah) Scores a block isa tug Rockin dem blueberry jeans you a bum Bitch im tha boogie man Foenem come in like the cookie man, no you can not get a crum Im finna slap my lil drum up on top of the gun N*gga that sound like its vulc [Verse 2 - VIAVULC] (Tag in) Coolin bitch i’m in the booth And im holding yo boo Always clutching my tool Talk rude then im sliding wit Lu New broom leave еm loose Pour deuce in thе back of the coupe (fweh) Big mac with a kickback for the disstrack No fucks do i give that nah Lil bro really big mad he don’t get cash He a bitch and he been that yeah Counting my guap with yo bitch in the summer Beatin her back in lil bro really fumbled Me and pacino get guala we run up Clutching my strap in the back of the hummer [Verse 3 - JAHHLU & VIAVULC] Aye tag me in Had to go get a bag, n*gga runnin up Twins hit the block for the crack rock fentynal How you get a trackhawk but you isn’t payin Smokin that gas, my mfkin medicine Yeah i said literally bitch i am so geeked up Done with the frontin need to go get some- hang up Pick up the chopp and that shit lit the enemy Open that top and then fweh n*ggas abdomens (uh) Lulu gon pick up the gaty gat, and they callin me Uno the Activist On the block n*ggas playin they bitchin And they asked if we spade shit, n*gga we smackin em I still flippin n crankin that beat like the n*ggas come in and start flippin the matresses Aye, who dem over there? why they actin tough? N*ggas bitches, n*ggas is actresses Chop is through his guts Rip it through his hip Base4Base n*gga we countin Too much paper i need an accountant Me and vulc top of the taggin Five stars on me, i gotta bounce Freak ho, tryna fuck she gon slide Free my homie out of da cabnet Damn, came wit vulc smokin dank Where dior?? Vancouver, Canada we smokin da- (uh) skunk Lockhart just walked ina party and told turn the fuck up [Verse 4 - JAHHLU & VIAVULC] (yeah, yeeaaah) turn the fuck up Bullets they be part of his body they feel like a nunchuck Talkin a lot i sad bet it Callin up Vulc, I said, “let me get the gonja” (what) yeah, and im posted wit Lu Stay wit a Glock got intentions (yeah) Yeah, squeak down to his block, vulc get on his ass Finna go drop he gon answer us In the arena me & vulc playin tag Im made a bag, get a bag, get a bag Tag me in ima go kick his ass Freak ho, get this bitch out my bed Sayin, “man put the pole to his ass” Smoke gas and its doin me bad Vulc put his ass in the table, im gon put his ass in the grass Yeah yeah, talkin shit, you was unable Bitch, sent a text to yo dad Tag me in and watch Lulu score in this bitch for the tag team champion match Talkin shit but yo tag team bad We- we got a championship you wanta match [Outro - JAHHLU & VIAVULC] And dont get the tag team champions mad Aye vulc go get the mag (i got it!) Suit up, get on his ass Accapella n*gga finna spazz If the beat made me crank ima crank on the beat and that bitch finna come out the mag Yeah, Lulu from Chicago that n*gga a whole different man, the end Fuck it Lulu gon switch up the plan Never again will i pop me a xan Mom im a whole different man And i promise im gon be that man Im gon be the champion, yeah