[Intro: Gunna]
Ti-Ti-Ti
Uh, you know, this-this just some
This some, you know what I'm sayin'?
Shady Baby shit
You know, Southside, you know
You know, the real ones, you know
Timmy Da HitMan
You dig?
[Chorus: Gunna]
I'm in, back of the back with the carpark
Styrofoam cups full of Wockhardt
Lil' fish can't swim with the big sharks
Slid on they block and I left a mark
That's a Roll Royce, ain't no key to start
Used to get parts from the pull-apart
Used to make plays on the Boulevard
[Post-Chorus: Jake Rarri]
Yeah (Yeah), snow bunnies came from Coachella
Creating the vibe, won't let up (Vibe)
I'm fiendin' to fuck so I let her (I let her)
Alphabet, bang the third letter
Ride in the foreign with a smoke hoe (Smoke hoe)
Got youngin's that's still in the dope, hoe (Dope, hoe)
You can see straight in like fishbowl (Fishbowl)
I see how she act, she attached though
[Verse 1: Gunna]
Who the fuck castin'? I'm changin' the weather
Hop out that Tesla with me and Lil' Tesla
I could've left her, said "fuck it," and kept her
Crew all together, we deep like the shelter
Young Wunna fresh and my coat made of feathers
She thought she was special, I'm just a contester
My career successful, I'm always respectful
I came out the ghetto, ain't known to be careful
In the Maybach, the two tone with the pillar
Y'ain't got to push me, to make me a killer
I see where he lookin', he hope I don't hit him
They couldn't be dissed, I don't see a contender
[Verse 2: Shady Babies member #2 (?)]
I was just sellin' flats, Wunna remember
Told her run that shit back, I won't give her no fame though
He claim he don't [?], but we see him
Like a [?], we gon' see him in [?]
Rumors, done heard 'em all
No back and forth, we just hurt 'em all
I dress to kill just like I murder malls
You seen range wind get the title fall
Exotic heat comin' in all seals
Them folks hit the block, then we all peel
Don't work for the boy, yeah, they all here
And you still a lil' boy, that's in dog years
[Chorus: Gunna]
I'm in, back of the back with the carpark
Styrofoam cups full of Wockhardt
Lil' fish can't swim with the big sharks
Slid on they block and I left a mark
That's a Roll Royce, ain't no key to start
Used to get parts from the pull-apart
Used to make plays on the Boulevard
[Post-Chorus: Jake Rarri]
Yeah (Yeah), snow bunnies came from Coachella (Coachella)
Creating the vibe, won't let up (Vibe)
I'm fiendin' to fuck so I let her (I let her)
Alphabet, bang the third letter (Letter)
Ride in the foreign with a smoke hoe (Smoke hoe)
Got youngin's that's still in the dope, hoe (Dope, hoe)
You can see straight in like fishbowl (Fishbowl)
I see how she act, she attached though
[Verse 3: Shady Babies member #3 (?)]
Shady Baby
Over here, I hit from the back though
Fuck my lil' bitch like two or three times
Well, how she come and attached bro?
Them niggas they kids, they still bump and grind
Well, I'm tryin' to get in the back of her throat
It's woods at the party, it couldn't rewind
We pack this lil' shit out with all of the bros
She look 'round and see me in back of the room
I high, hallucinatin' like I'm on 'shrooms
Know I gotta come right down from the moon
Can't wife her, no I can't do
[Verse 4: Shady Babies member #4 (?)]
Can't wife that bitch, kick her out the door, give the boot
I'm in the back, kickin' my shit, smokin' fruit
Wit' a baddie lil' vibe, who I tell what to do
I'mma get in that bag, I'mma stay in it
That lil' nigga owe me, he better come pay me
We pull up big body, don't park it
Pull up on the scene and we hit it, retarded
They gon' listen to me, if I tell 'em, gon' spark it
In the back of the back, she get freaky and all
I ain't lettin up, I go deep in her jaw
I'mma put this shit up every winter and fall
That boy bet' not jump, he get left on the wall
Don't come with those problems, you know we gon' solve em'
[Chorus: Gunna]
I'm in, back of the back with the carpark
Styrofoam cups full of Wockhardt
Lil' fish can't swim with the big sharks
Slid on they block and I left a mark
That's a Roll Royce, ain't no key to start
Used to get parts from the pull-apart
Used to make plays on the Boulevard
[Post-Chorus: Jake Rarri]
Yeah, snow bunnies came from Coachella
Creating the vibe, won't let up (Vibe)
I'm fiendin' to fuck so I let her (I let her)
Alphabet, bang the third letter
Ride in the foreign with a smoke hoe (Smoke hoe)
Got youngin's that's still in the dope, hoe (Dope, hoe)
You can see straight in like fishbowl (Fishbowl)
I see how she act, she attached though
[Outro]
Timmy Da Hitman
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