"Tit For Tat" lyrics
Like Doe B, bring the trap back
Man, we get off first, don't clap back
Niggas saying this and that but y'all ain't going tit for tat
Just ran up, this bitch gon' push you back, like girl scouts I'm serving cookie packs
And we stay strapped like a dyke
You send the flunk, won't get the pussy back
I was just at school shootin', now, I'm doin' shows rockin' ice
And if a nigga reach for my chain
'Less he seed, then I'm gon' drop 'em, no cap
I put that on my son, nigga, ain't no one-on-ones, nigga
If you swing on one of my partners, you gonna fight all us 'fore we done
Ma say, "Why you got all them guns with you?"
Save my deuce 'cause I can't go like that
And the feds tryna build a case, can't be posted at the store like that
I should've signed to Progress, why?
'Cause I can flow like that
We done did so many shit and did the shit, now I need to know 'bout that
Man, I go upstate, when I'm feeling down
My bitch real though, like Bobby Brown
Send a blitz, I catch you out of bounds
Go ship out, out somewhere out of town
And like all my jewelry gotta drown, yeah, I'ma flood it
And we still up on the score, y'all niggas got them guns for nothin'
Bitch said she don't ever see me in public
Bought it plain, now, it's slushy
Cartier glasses, I'm feeling spiffy
I'm having bread like my names Jiffy
I drop shit, just like I'm tipsy
Sweet life, London Tipton
Drip on Sunday, my clothes Christian
Off-White shoes, Heron bucket hat
My nigga a vampire like Buffy back
Any man like Richard Scrushy, shit
Put it together like construction site
My nigga ride just like a Huffy bike
If you ain't got two cups of Bella, you ain't pouring up your Tesla right
Promethazine that's my serve, better check your rear view 'fore you merge, nigga
Aye, check your mirror before you swerve, nigga
'Fore you end up on the curb, nigga
Thought that Draco had a '90s do
How that bitch came with a curl in it
I just pulled up on my homeboy, he had a fanny pack full of girl in it
And I've been stacking money crazy, I got a shoe box with the world in it
Like Doe B, bring the trap back
Man, we get off first, don't clap back
Niggas saying this and that but y'all ain't going tit for tat
Just ran up, this bitch gon' push you back, like girl scouts I'm serving cookie packs
And we stay strapped like a dyke
You send the flunk, won't get the pussy back
I was just at school shootin', now, I'm doin' shows rockin' ice
And if a nigga reach for my chain
'Less he seed, then I'm gon' drop 'em, no cap
I put that on my son, nigga, ain't no one-on-ones, nigga
If you swing on one of my partners, you gonna fight all us 'fore we done with you
Man, we get off first, don't clap back
Niggas saying this and that but y'all ain't going tit for tat
Just ran up, this bitch gon' push you back, like girl scouts I'm serving cookie packs
And we stay strapped like a dyke
You send the flunk, won't get the pussy back
I was just at school shootin', now, I'm doin' shows rockin' ice
And if a nigga reach for my chain
'Less he seed, then I'm gon' drop 'em, no cap
I put that on my son, nigga, ain't no one-on-ones, nigga
If you swing on one of my partners, you gonna fight all us 'fore we done
Ma say, "Why you got all them guns with you?"
Save my deuce 'cause I can't go like that
And the feds tryna build a case, can't be posted at the store like that
I should've signed to Progress, why?
'Cause I can flow like that
We done did so many shit and did the shit, now I need to know 'bout that
Man, I go upstate, when I'm feeling down
My bitch real though, like Bobby Brown
Send a blitz, I catch you out of bounds
Go ship out, out somewhere out of town
And like all my jewelry gotta drown, yeah, I'ma flood it
And we still up on the score, y'all niggas got them guns for nothin'
Bitch said she don't ever see me in public
Bought it plain, now, it's slushy
Cartier glasses, I'm feeling spiffy
I'm having bread like my names Jiffy
I drop shit, just like I'm tipsy
Sweet life, London Tipton
Drip on Sunday, my clothes Christian
Off-White shoes, Heron bucket hat
My nigga a vampire like Buffy back
Any man like Richard Scrushy, shit
Put it together like construction site
My nigga ride just like a Huffy bike
If you ain't got two cups of Bella, you ain't pouring up your Tesla right
Promethazine that's my serve, better check your rear view 'fore you merge, nigga
Aye, check your mirror before you swerve, nigga
'Fore you end up on the curb, nigga
Thought that Draco had a '90s do
How that bitch came with a curl in it
I just pulled up on my homeboy, he had a fanny pack full of girl in it
And I've been stacking money crazy, I got a shoe box with the world in it
Like Doe B, bring the trap back
Man, we get off first, don't clap back
Niggas saying this and that but y'all ain't going tit for tat
Just ran up, this bitch gon' push you back, like girl scouts I'm serving cookie packs
And we stay strapped like a dyke
You send the flunk, won't get the pussy back
I was just at school shootin', now, I'm doin' shows rockin' ice
And if a nigga reach for my chain
'Less he seed, then I'm gon' drop 'em, no cap
I put that on my son, nigga, ain't no one-on-ones, nigga
If you swing on one of my partners, you gonna fight all us 'fore we done with you
