Thailand (Remix)

Termanology remix remix remix Termanology we back. Paul Wall we back one Bun B and the legendary Smif N Wessun

[Verse 1:Tek & Steele]

Couple commas in the duffle

The army brought the muscle

We can scuffle or just bust a couple slugs out the muzzle

Smif N Wessun click together like pieces of a puzzle

I don't trust you, nigga fuck you

Better buck  I'll make 'em buckle competes with the moose knuckles

I'm nice with the hands tough talking

I'ma probably end the fightin your mans

Get right with the pen for family living life in the pen

Thin line 'tween livin righteous and the life full of sin

They don't want to let Us in so then we bumrushin

That's my twin He with Me and you, bet not touch 'em

Since I was done, he was ten through thick and thin

We don't catch him first spin We ain't going to spin again

With long duns like Bill Russell no struggle so why tussle?

Bullets ripping through your chest muscle

Two duffles F&Ns double door muzzle

[Chorus: Termanology]

We getting duffle bags in Thailand

My man

Got two hundred if you split it that's a hundred grand

Got two hundred if you split it that's a hundred grand

Got two hundred if you split it (yeah)

We getting duffle bags in Thailand

My man

Got two hundred if you split it that's a hundred grand

Got two hundred if you split it that's a hundred grand

Got two hundred if you split it (yeah)

[Verse 2:Paul Wall]

Peep the technique, don't speak unless you're spoken to

Bass knocking so loud I'm sorry to awoken you

Have 'em looking so confused

[For?] the coupe poking through

Make some money flip it then repeat that's what I'm hoping to

Do what I'm supposed to do that's mind my business

Everybody out here acting so fictitious

Bare witness as I evolve with the quickness

You ever try run up on me I end you like a sentence, period

Game on point like a pyramid

Peer amid the lions got my eye on the nefarious

Talking to my inner self like speaking to a therapist

They didn't sell Sprite so I muddied a Sierra Mist

Scared bitch stay up out my mentions

To understand the game it takes a lot of comprehension

Pay attention or you gon' need a pay extension

Kill the tension focus on your financial redemption

[Chorus: Termanology]

We getting duffle bags in Thailand

My man

Got two hundred if you split it that's a hundred grand

Got two hundred if you split it that's a hundred grand

Got two hundred if you split it (yeah)

We getting duffle bags in Thailand

My man

Got two hundred if you split it that's a hundred grand

Got two hundred if you split it that's a hundred grand

Got two hundred if you split it (yeah)

[Verse 3:Termanology]

Let's take it back today

Let's take it back to sippin' Alizé in the alleyway on a Saturday

Looking like Tony Montana in a white tee

Free the homies locked down 'til they all free

Call me Joe Montana with the trophy

Hustling with Paul and the trill OG

Smif N Wessun on the record their My P in Cs

RIP to My big bro Sean P

My connect said buy 10 and you get 5 free

But we need your address and your ID

Gotta put that work in, nobody flies free

I social distance with the hammer gimme 5 feet

I supply heat spitting like it's '93

Did the verse, did the chorus and it's my beat

I got a new scam worth a couple hundred G's

If we break it down that's another duffle bag for me

[Chorus: Termanology]

We getting duffle bags in Thailand

My man

Got two hundred if you split it that's a hundred grand

Got two hundred if you split it that's a hundred grand

Got two hundred if you split it (yeah)

We getting duffle bags in Thailand

My man

Got two hundred if you split it that's a hundred grand

Got two hundred if you split it that's a hundred grand

Got two hundred if you split it (yeah)

[Verse 3: Bun B]

These haters got me back on my bullshit like I'm a cowboy

You owe me anything, fuck waiting, I want it now boy

I ain't got time for that like a broken Rolex

So I'ma fuck your world up first then fuck your hoe next

Got my eyes open, my mind focused and my knuckles cracked

We go toe to toe, I leave your whole front buckle back

So when I swing from the shoulders you better duck it jack

I'm bringin' that one hitter quitter and you can't fuck with that

One of the best to do it, you know my repertoire

Straight up outta Port Arthur, Texas that's who I'm reppin' for

What you need a weapon for you ain't finna use it

Must be lying to yourself like you lie to us in your music

Shit, I fuck with Paul Wall when I need me a real grill

Call up Termanology in case I need to kill bill

I ride for Pimp like Nas be writing for Ill Will

Bun B the triple OG, baby, I'm still trill