Seira - TWO TAP
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{Seira}
Two tap, blow out the mac
Fuck with my clique you get put off the map
Like what
I don't give a fuck about a strap
Pull out the shank, twist back, let it stab
Two tap, blow out the mac
Fuck with my clique you get put off the map
Like what
I don't give a fuck about a strap
Pull out the shank, twist back, let it stab
Double-barreled sawed off, blow your top off
Two shots don't miss, tell a bitch to fuck off
I don't really give a fuck about a gun
Cause I got a blade and you're done
And the bayonet swing you get hit with the M1
Hit with the stab wounds
In the back of the back rooms
I've been huffin' in gas fumes
Now I'm gonna attack soon
Bitch I caught you lacking, I got the fit and it's black
And I'm smacking you bitches, talking smack I'm cocking it back
Two tap, blow out the mac
Fuck with my clique you get put off the map
Likе what
I don't give a fuck about a strap
Pull out the shank, twist back, let it stab
Two tap, blow out thе mac
Fuck with my clique you get put off the map
Like what
I don't give a fuck about a strap
Pull out the shank, twist back, let it stab
{Lord Distortion}
New gat, fuck boy hit wit a two tap
Thumping like drums in a rush no boom bap
If he wanna beef just know we can do that
Skin of my teeth keep heat imma move strapped
Ughh
Making my mark from the top ima risk it
They ain't know shit when it come to the bidness
Getting so faded imma spit in hieroglyphics
Cup full of mud and I think imma sip it
You down trough, like a mouse fuck
All y'all ride on dick, issa bad look
I ain't gonna let 'em know my outlook
Imma let 'em fumble and forget it like they all should
Find my way to a pot for the pissin
No pots, just Glocks in the kitchen
Feel like Roddy got a box of munitions
Load that up like I'm on a mission
Bitch
{Seira}
Two tap, blow out the mac
Fuck with my clique you get put off the map
Like what
I don't give a fuck about a strap
Pull out the shank, twist back, let it stab
Two tap, blow out the mac
Fuck with my clique you get put off the map
Like what
I don't give a fuck about a strap
Pull out the shank, twist back, let it stab
Double-barreled sawed off, blow your top off
Two shots don't miss, tell a bitch to fuck off
I don't really give a fuck about a gun
Cause I got a blade and you're done
And the bayonet swing you get hit with the M1
Hit with the stab wounds
In the back of the back rooms
I've been huffin' in gas fumes
Now I'm gonna attack soon
Bitch I caught you lacking, I got the fit and it's black
And I'm smacking you bitches, talking smack I'm cocking it back
Two tap, blow out the mac
Fuck with my clique you get put off the map
Likе what
I don't give a fuck about a strap
Pull out the shank, twist back, let it stab
Two tap, blow out thе mac
Fuck with my clique you get put off the map
Like what
I don't give a fuck about a strap
Pull out the shank, twist back, let it stab
{Lord Distortion}
New gat, fuck boy hit wit a two tap
Thumping like drums in a rush no boom bap
If he wanna beef just know we can do that
Skin of my teeth keep heat imma move strapped
Ughh
Making my mark from the top ima risk it
They ain't know shit when it come to the bidness
Getting so faded imma spit in hieroglyphics
Cup full of mud and I think imma sip it
You down trough, like a mouse fuck
All y'all ride on dick, issa bad look
I ain't gonna let 'em know my outlook
Imma let 'em fumble and forget it like they all should
Find my way to a pot for the pissin
No pots, just Glocks in the kitchen
Feel like Roddy got a box of munitions
Load that up like I'm on a mission
Bitch