Letra Front Row - Lil Toonk
(Drvmlord)
Lil' bro just died, turn him to a strand, on God, I'm finna promote him
I'm all in Chicago, spin out the black truck, hop out the black truck with folk 'nem
Nah, yeah, I mean fold them, why he dissin'? On God, I don't know him
Catch an opp at the concert, do him in, my bad, I had to front row him
This a three-round burst, go fully or semi, my switch might just have to blow him
Catch an opp, then eat y'all Taki's, I might run him down in my brand new Huaraches
Nigga died for fightin', I ain't with all that shit, nigga's ass got smacked for boxin'
I ain't fuckin' with nigga, might slime him out, you know we ain't doin' no lockin'
Brand-new Glock, not a TEC, he tried to run and got hit in his neck
I want security to know they ain't feelin' the bully, shoot twice and it come out his vest
Aim when you shoot, keep on shootin' the nigga, shoot twice, gotta make sure he checked
I don't even know if I wanna pop out with the ARP or the Glock, KRISS Vect'
It's a B&B, you gotta come in with the gun, told the bad bitch, "Let's have sex"
She keep on postin' the gang, we ain't fuckin' the ho and I'm thinkin' this ho obsessed
Brown eyes, the ho wanna fuck me too, they thinkin' Lil Toonk possessed
I'll take like three of these niggas to Southview, nigga, let Big 4 get the rest, gang
Lil' bro just died, turn him to a strand, on God, I'm finna promote him
I'm all in Chicago, spin out the black truck, hop out the black truck with folk 'nem
Nah, yeah, I mean fold them, why he dissin'? On God, I don't know him
Catch an opp at the concert, do him in, my bad, I had to front row him
This a three-round burst, go fully or semi, my switch might just have to blow him
Catch an opp, then eat y'all Taki's, I might run him down in my brand new Huaraches
Nigga died for fightin', I ain't with all that shit, nigga's ass got smacked for boxin'
I ain't fuckin' with nigga, might slime him out, you know we ain't doin' no lockin'
We ain't doin' no lockin', it's fuck him
I'll send some shots, nigga, gang gotta duck 'em
Lil' bro got hit with a 9, 10, and.45, I really don't know who tougher
He dropped that diss on IG, now he sad, his mom dukes gotta suffer
ARP inside the Bubba coat, pop out, my favorite puffer
Nineteen inch, pop out with mini micro, that's my favorite couple
Come in by yourself, don't bring a friend, yeah, I like when they double
Heavy weight, don't give a fuck, you with him, shoot right through his muscle
I got lean inside my kidneys, think I fell in love with sippin' bubbles
Lil' bro just died, turn him to a strand, on God, I'm finna promote him
I'm all in Chicago, spin out the black truck, hop out the black truck with folk 'nem
Nah, yeah, I mean fold them, why he dissin'? On God, I don't know him
Catch an opp at the concert, do him in, my bad, I had to front row him
This a three-round burst, go fully or semi, my switch might just have to blow him
Catch an opp, then eat y'all Taki's, I might run him down in my brand new Huaraches
Nigga died for fightin', I ain't with all that shit, nigga's ass got smacked for boxin'
I ain't fuckin' with nigga, might slime him out, you know we ain't doin' no lockin'
Lil' bro just died, turn him to a strand, on God, I'm finna promote him
I'm all in Chicago, spin out the black truck, hop out the black truck with folk 'nem
Nah, yeah, I mean fold them, why he dissin'? On God, I don't know him
Catch an opp at the concert, do him in, my bad, I had to front row him
This a three-round burst, go fully or semi, my switch might just have to blow him
Catch an opp, then eat y'all Taki's, I might run him down in my brand new Huaraches
Nigga died for fightin', I ain't with all that shit, nigga's ass got smacked for boxin'
I ain't fuckin' with nigga, might slime him out, you know we ain't doin' no lockin'
Brand-new Glock, not a TEC, he tried to run and got hit in his neck
I want security to know they ain't feelin' the bully, shoot twice and it come out his vest
Aim when you shoot, keep on shootin' the nigga, shoot twice, gotta make sure he checked
I don't even know if I wanna pop out with the ARP or the Glock, KRISS Vect'
It's a B&B, you gotta come in with the gun, told the bad bitch, "Let's have sex"
She keep on postin' the gang, we ain't fuckin' the ho and I'm thinkin' this ho obsessed
Brown eyes, the ho wanna fuck me too, they thinkin' Lil Toonk possessed
I'll take like three of these niggas to Southview, nigga, let Big 4 get the rest, gang
Lil' bro just died, turn him to a strand, on God, I'm finna promote him
I'm all in Chicago, spin out the black truck, hop out the black truck with folk 'nem
Nah, yeah, I mean fold them, why he dissin'? On God, I don't know him
Catch an opp at the concert, do him in, my bad, I had to front row him
This a three-round burst, go fully or semi, my switch might just have to blow him
Catch an opp, then eat y'all Taki's, I might run him down in my brand new Huaraches
Nigga died for fightin', I ain't with all that shit, nigga's ass got smacked for boxin'
I ain't fuckin' with nigga, might slime him out, you know we ain't doin' no lockin'
We ain't doin' no lockin', it's fuck him
I'll send some shots, nigga, gang gotta duck 'em
Lil' bro got hit with a 9, 10, and.45, I really don't know who tougher
He dropped that diss on IG, now he sad, his mom dukes gotta suffer
ARP inside the Bubba coat, pop out, my favorite puffer
Nineteen inch, pop out with mini micro, that's my favorite couple
Come in by yourself, don't bring a friend, yeah, I like when they double
Heavy weight, don't give a fuck, you with him, shoot right through his muscle
I got lean inside my kidneys, think I fell in love with sippin' bubbles
Lil' bro just died, turn him to a strand, on God, I'm finna promote him
I'm all in Chicago, spin out the black truck, hop out the black truck with folk 'nem
Nah, yeah, I mean fold them, why he dissin'? On God, I don't know him
Catch an opp at the concert, do him in, my bad, I had to front row him
This a three-round burst, go fully or semi, my switch might just have to blow him
Catch an opp, then eat y'all Taki's, I might run him down in my brand new Huaraches
Nigga died for fightin', I ain't with all that shit, nigga's ass got smacked for boxin'
I ain't fuckin' with nigga, might slime him out, you know we ain't doin' no lockin'
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