"Tayman" lyrics

(You want a drink, Alek, while you wait?)
Let's ride out
Ride out
Yeah, let's go ride out
(Tizzle bring the heat, boy)
Let's go ride out

Yeah, I got heat
I got sticks and them Glocks sittin' on the motherfuckin' seat
They with me
I got bread and lil' Serve and they love eatin' motherfuckin' beef
Yeah, that ain't me
I ain't shootin' up no house, I'ma catch him walkin' out in the streets
That ain't beef
I ain't puttin' shit on Instagram, actin' like the hardest man
Yeah, that ain't G
I'm the type to get you smashed on
Nigga, that beef ain't last long
Nigga, thought you gangster
Big H-Dawg cuttin' your motherfuckin' ears and your fingers
I been thinking
I ain't no rap nigga
Mister get 'em clapped, nigga
Yeah, top ranking
Yeah, gun going blit-blat
Nigga screaming, "Get back"

Yeah, better run from this shit
Run, mister postman, run
Run fast as you can, nigga, run, run, run, run, run, nigga, yeah

'Cause my bullets hawk down, nigga
Yeah, big H-Dawg in your town, nigga
Yeah, niggas rappin' gangster, but they clowns, nigga
I'm the type'll get you smacked down, nigga
Yeah, thirty round, nigga
Yeah, I talk shit on the beat
Yeah, nigga, and I walk shit in the streets
Yeah, nigga, get picked off in the streets
Yeah, nigga, Slaughter Gang, nigga, eat beef
Yeah, nigga

Blatt, mob in this bitch
Yeah, nigga, blatt, mob in this bitch, nigga
Yeah, nigga, blatt, mob in this bitch, nigga
2100 block boy shit, nigga
Yeah, gang, nigga