"TLC" lyrics
Fuck around
B-b-b-
Be careful what you wish for, you can meet a real villain
Are you sure you want to go to war? Me, I fucking brand feelings
Fake friends, they be snake-like, nigga really out to get you
You think I'm a fucking joke? You think I'm playing?
Not having fucking rank, you not the man
Send your ass back to the maker for playing
Fuck around and you gonna find out
Fuck around
Some people know that I fuck around with them, you know? They—
Some people play with me like they always do, you know?
They know it is, it'll come back
Also, some people don't even go around, they don't even go around them boys 'cause they already know how they buzz
They all know that they all operate, don't go to water
Gun in this shit, you better run away
Taking drugs, I'm a fucking jay
Dirty rifle, it's a throwaway
Independent, no collaboration
Kamikaze in your fucking place
Drac' the rifle in your fucking face
100,000 get it out your safe
Ain't chasing guap, you throw your life away
Pussy niggas, they don't fuck with me
It's vice versa, I don't fuck with y'all
Traumatized, he won't do it again
Try to take something, you might lose your hand
Fold a B-roll up with rubber bands
You get no respect
Throwing tables, throwing chairs
Like a WWE match
Y'all want no problems, better relax
Walk up on them, leave them body-scratched
Better get your bitch and break her back
Before I replace you and I'll do that
Daredevil when we get in cars
Thank God, it need a rapper's arms
Big drip, he's an oddball
They said— they said on forehead, huh?
They went one way and then on forehead, ain't it?
Somebody help, kind of ran the back way
And then that happened, turning around, and then the folk behind them, so
That's how that happened
Borderline, bitch, I still got guns
Chase a nigga, die for his find
100 rounds found in my trunk
D1 when they come to dumping
Halloween, carve your fucking pumpkin
12 tripping, trying to make assumption
Feeling around by your waist got me anxious
Two guns on the back of me wearing ASICS
Hide in the cabinet with the blunt and face it
Bitch, you know that LMG my basic
B-b-b-
Be careful what you wish for, you can meet a real villain
Are you sure you want to go to war? Me, I fucking brand feelings
Fake friends, they be snake-like, nigga really out to get you
You think I'm a fucking joke? You think I'm playing?
Not having fucking rank, you not the man
Send your ass back to the maker for playing
Fuck around and you gonna find out
Fuck around
Some people know that I fuck around with them, you know? They—
Some people play with me like they always do, you know?
They know it is, it'll come back
Also, some people don't even go around, they don't even go around them boys 'cause they already know how they buzz
They all know that they all operate, don't go to water
Gun in this shit, you better run away
Taking drugs, I'm a fucking jay
Dirty rifle, it's a throwaway
Independent, no collaboration
Kamikaze in your fucking place
Drac' the rifle in your fucking face
100,000 get it out your safe
Ain't chasing guap, you throw your life away
Pussy niggas, they don't fuck with me
It's vice versa, I don't fuck with y'all
Traumatized, he won't do it again
Try to take something, you might lose your hand
Fold a B-roll up with rubber bands
You get no respect
Throwing tables, throwing chairs
Like a WWE match
Y'all want no problems, better relax
Walk up on them, leave them body-scratched
Better get your bitch and break her back
Before I replace you and I'll do that
Daredevil when we get in cars
Thank God, it need a rapper's arms
Big drip, he's an oddball
They said— they said on forehead, huh?
They went one way and then on forehead, ain't it?
Somebody help, kind of ran the back way
And then that happened, turning around, and then the folk behind them, so
That's how that happened
Borderline, bitch, I still got guns
Chase a nigga, die for his find
100 rounds found in my trunk
D1 when they come to dumping
Halloween, carve your fucking pumpkin
12 tripping, trying to make assumption
Feeling around by your waist got me anxious
Two guns on the back of me wearing ASICS
Hide in the cabinet with the blunt and face it
Bitch, you know that LMG my basic
