"Fuck T Key !" lyrics
What the fuck Hariroc?
Nigga like "Fuck T Key, he lame as hell, turn his shit off, he opped out"
Nigga got mad at me 'cause I got that drop, jumped in the box then hopped out
Nigga ass dissin' me, I ain't diss him back, push up if you want some clout
All these opp ass nigga be f, that's your bitch, how to work that mouth
It's T Key, I ain't gotta remind ya, I ain't worry about a opp, I be eatin' vagina
It ain't nothin' I come and find ya, shoot it up, I'll Columbine ya
Get to workin' that P, and I'm eatin' his leg watch how a nigga keep on firin'
Hit a nigga ass up Like Tunechi, Wayne, wee-wee-wee, nothin' but sirens
Colorful ass nigga, you ain't an opp, yo ass is vibrant
He might as well just kill himself, because he ain't survivin'
Bitch I'm callin' shots with no remorse, just like I'm Joey Biden
He thought he was 'bout it, 'bout it, tell his ass got bodied, bodied
Think it ain't your mans, think I ain't got fans
Think I can't get a nigga hit, then find out that I can
Think that I can't levitate, but I do like Peter Pan
Think that I can't do the chacha, make that chopper dance
Box up just like UPS, throw on some Call of Duty Vest
Tap his brain, see if there's shit, we call that there a dookie test
He went live, talkin' bout his ass was gone shoot, why the hell he ain't do it yet?
He said that he hit my hoe, that shit don't count, he ain't screw her yet
Nigga talkin' bout how he gone hit my block, that shit there cap, I ain't seen him yet
When I see his ass I'mma leave him wet wet, pause, and nah, I ain't mean it like that
Brrr, we got the G's in the cat, big body
I'm finna leave it like that, push off
Ain't tryna leave him like that, big pause
I'm really having these racks
Way before rap I was having these packs
Could've been moving, I had to relax
Now I throw shots anywhere that you at
I put four in your back like a battery pack
Give no fucks, I'll plug a nigga's ass up, treat his ass like factory jacket
Like I said, I'll send shots where you at
Nigga wanna find out, nigga matter of fact
Nigga like "Fuck T Key, he lame as hell, turn his shit off, he opped out"
Nigga got mad at me 'cause I got that drop drop, jumped in the box then hopped out
Nigga ass dissin' me, I ain't diss him back, push up if you want some clout
All these opp ass nigga be f, that's your bitch, how to work that mouth
It's T Key, I ain't gotta remind ya, I ain't worry about a opp, I be eatin' vagina
It ain't nothin' I come and find ya, shoot it up, I'll Columbine ya
Get to workin' that P, and I'm eatin' his leg watch how a nigga keep on firin'
Hit a nigga ass up Like Tunechi, Wayne, wee-wee-wee, nothin' but sirens
Nigga like "Fuck T Key, he lame as hell, turn his shit off, he opped out"
Nigga got mad at me 'cause I got that drop, jumped in the box then hopped out
Nigga ass dissin' me, I ain't diss him back, push up if you want some clout
All these opp ass nigga be f, that's your bitch, how to work that mouth
It's T Key, I ain't gotta remind ya, I ain't worry about a opp, I be eatin' vagina
It ain't nothin' I come and find ya, shoot it up, I'll Columbine ya
Get to workin' that P, and I'm eatin' his leg watch how a nigga keep on firin'
Hit a nigga ass up Like Tunechi, Wayne, wee-wee-wee, nothin' but sirens
Colorful ass nigga, you ain't an opp, yo ass is vibrant
He might as well just kill himself, because he ain't survivin'
Bitch I'm callin' shots with no remorse, just like I'm Joey Biden
He thought he was 'bout it, 'bout it, tell his ass got bodied, bodied
Think it ain't your mans, think I ain't got fans
Think I can't get a nigga hit, then find out that I can
Think that I can't levitate, but I do like Peter Pan
Think that I can't do the chacha, make that chopper dance
Box up just like UPS, throw on some Call of Duty Vest
Tap his brain, see if there's shit, we call that there a dookie test
He went live, talkin' bout his ass was gone shoot, why the hell he ain't do it yet?
He said that he hit my hoe, that shit don't count, he ain't screw her yet
Nigga talkin' bout how he gone hit my block, that shit there cap, I ain't seen him yet
When I see his ass I'mma leave him wet wet, pause, and nah, I ain't mean it like that
Brrr, we got the G's in the cat, big body
I'm finna leave it like that, push off
Ain't tryna leave him like that, big pause
I'm really having these racks
Way before rap I was having these packs
Could've been moving, I had to relax
Now I throw shots anywhere that you at
I put four in your back like a battery pack
Give no fucks, I'll plug a nigga's ass up, treat his ass like factory jacket
Like I said, I'll send shots where you at
Nigga wanna find out, nigga matter of fact
Nigga like "Fuck T Key, he lame as hell, turn his shit off, he opped out"
Nigga got mad at me 'cause I got that drop drop, jumped in the box then hopped out
Nigga ass dissin' me, I ain't diss him back, push up if you want some clout
All these opp ass nigga be f, that's your bitch, how to work that mouth
It's T Key, I ain't gotta remind ya, I ain't worry about a opp, I be eatin' vagina
It ain't nothin' I come and find ya, shoot it up, I'll Columbine ya
Get to workin' that P, and I'm eatin' his leg watch how a nigga keep on firin'
Hit a nigga ass up Like Tunechi, Wayne, wee-wee-wee, nothin' but sirens
