Letra Tell It All - Chuckyy
All it took is one shot, hooked on lean but I'm still focused
Drop an eight in my soda, O-V-E, I'm in her close friends
She text me, I did her bogus, I told her, "Shut up, we twinnin'"
ATL, hit up Pat Moon, I got too many fans in Lenox
SRT take off in seconds, you fucked up, still riding lemons
8 a.m. just missed my flight, I switched the route, told bronem, "Wait up"
I was taught to never say nothin', you was taught to tell it all
I will never pass the ball, they looked at me and never passed it
I'm in Tristan, I been sippin' Trissy, damn, I keep relapsin'
She claimed she don't get fucked up on IG, I just broke her back in
I just want more money, guns, it's more lean for more now and after
Don't rock no more Mike Amiri's, sometimes my jeans might be baggy
Your bitch told me I get swaggy, when I fuck, she call me daddy
Been M.I.A. poppin' shit, I got two-fifty in my baggie
I put Ricky over taco, me and you two different panthers
My lil' bitch act like a diva but she rockin' Christian sandals
Perfect match 'cause I'm a tweaker, get too loud, I bend her backwards
Uh, I bend her backwards, off an eight, I'm movin' backwards
Mm, uh, we relaxin', off an eight, I'm relaxin' (Hey, hey)
I got racks stuffed in the couches, niggas cap, can't come around us
I got racks stuffed in the couches, niggas cap, go buy a hat
Shooters up in every state, don't talk crazy, I'll get you whacked
That's why they call me Wackem, I'ma die 'bout my respect
That's why they call me Wackem, I'm shootin' above the neck
Ten milli' go through a vest, but I don't care anyway, I hit heads
Ever grabbed a nigga dreads? No homo, you niggas f—
This my favorite color red, we put niggas in bloodbaths
All it took is one shot, hooked on lean but I'm still focused
Drop an eight in my soda, O-V-E, I'm in her close friends
She text me, I did her bogus, I told her, "Shut up, we twinnin'"
ATL, hit up Pat Moon, I got too many fans in Lenox
SRT take off in seconds, you fucked up, still riding lemons
8 a.m. just missed my flight, I switched the route, told bronem, "Wait up"
I was taught to never say nothin', you was taught to tell it all
Uh, uh, wait up
Mm-mm, mm-mm, mm, I switched the route, told bronem, "Wait up"
Drop an eight in my soda, O-V-E, I'm in her close friends
She text me, I did her bogus, I told her, "Shut up, we twinnin'"
ATL, hit up Pat Moon, I got too many fans in Lenox
SRT take off in seconds, you fucked up, still riding lemons
8 a.m. just missed my flight, I switched the route, told bronem, "Wait up"
I was taught to never say nothin', you was taught to tell it all
I will never pass the ball, they looked at me and never passed it
I'm in Tristan, I been sippin' Trissy, damn, I keep relapsin'
She claimed she don't get fucked up on IG, I just broke her back in
I just want more money, guns, it's more lean for more now and after
Don't rock no more Mike Amiri's, sometimes my jeans might be baggy
Your bitch told me I get swaggy, when I fuck, she call me daddy
Been M.I.A. poppin' shit, I got two-fifty in my baggie
I put Ricky over taco, me and you two different panthers
My lil' bitch act like a diva but she rockin' Christian sandals
Perfect match 'cause I'm a tweaker, get too loud, I bend her backwards
Uh, I bend her backwards, off an eight, I'm movin' backwards
Mm, uh, we relaxin', off an eight, I'm relaxin' (Hey, hey)
I got racks stuffed in the couches, niggas cap, can't come around us
I got racks stuffed in the couches, niggas cap, go buy a hat
Shooters up in every state, don't talk crazy, I'll get you whacked
That's why they call me Wackem, I'ma die 'bout my respect
That's why they call me Wackem, I'm shootin' above the neck
Ten milli' go through a vest, but I don't care anyway, I hit heads
Ever grabbed a nigga dreads? No homo, you niggas f—
This my favorite color red, we put niggas in bloodbaths
All it took is one shot, hooked on lean but I'm still focused
Drop an eight in my soda, O-V-E, I'm in her close friends
She text me, I did her bogus, I told her, "Shut up, we twinnin'"
ATL, hit up Pat Moon, I got too many fans in Lenox
SRT take off in seconds, you fucked up, still riding lemons
8 a.m. just missed my flight, I switched the route, told bronem, "Wait up"
I was taught to never say nothin', you was taught to tell it all
Uh, uh, wait up
Mm-mm, mm-mm, mm, I switched the route, told bronem, "Wait up"
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