"Period" lyrics
The Paper Chasing Family & Lil Tony Official Lyrics
(Yeah, Smoove made this ho, nigga)
(Say, Justo, this motherfucker trim)
Come on, haha
Man, what the fuck?
This fucker trim
Mhm, okay, okay, uh-huh
Yeah, nigga, I'm overly geekin'
I'm in the hotspot, deep down in the trap spot
We got the dope out, fuck nigga walk out, I hit 'em, I hit 'em
Lil' TKey double down, two Glocks
I wan' renegade shit like 2Pac
Overly rich, get a fuck nigga drenched
Hit my phone, what it is? Draw down, we can shoot out, yeah
Yeah, haha
These seats white, bitch, don't call me on your period
I'm rich, so don't talk 'bout your ex, that's period
(Bitch, what? Don't try me like that)
Hmm, what?
The bitch done went through my phone, she weird
This rappin' be fuckin' my head up, I can't think clear
Yeah, yeah, haha, yeah
Fifty thousand all dubs, I don't need a hug, I just like to pop my shit
These niggas be broke tryna beef, I don't get it
This money right here dirty, I'm tryna spend it fast as I can
Bankroll full of blues and greens, I got this off of Percs and lean
Dick all inside the ho back, I'm tryna rearrange the ho spleen
Three cars, four spots, hella money, nigga, I ain't nothin' but nineteen
I be gettin' paper, niggas dick-ridin', I don't really care, I'm icy
Sun gazin', smokin' good 'za, nigga broke, can't even sightsee
Spent a little extra on that motherfucker, this is not a regular white tee
Nigga mad I charged him for the feat', 'fore the rap, I was that inside the street
DeJ Loaf, get a nigga offed if he ever think he finna try me
No cap
Bah, bah, bah-bah-bah (Baow, baow)
Bring your bitch ass here, hah (Come here, for real, for real), bitch
Gang, gang, gang
Bring your bitch ass here
Yeah, nigga, I'm overly geekin'
I'm in the hotspot, deep down in the trap spot
We got the dope out, fuck nigga walk out, I hit 'em, I hit 'em (What?)
Lil' TKey double down, two Glocks
I wan' renegade shit like 2Pac
Overly rich, get a fuck nigga drenched
Hit my phone, what it is? Draw down, we can shoot out, yeah
Yeah, haha
These seats white, bitch, don't call me on your period
I'm rich, so don't talk 'bout your ex, that's period
Don't call em on your period, ho
Please don't, ho, for real
(Say, Justo, this motherfucker trim)
Come on, haha
Man, what the fuck?
This fucker trim
Mhm, okay, okay, uh-huh
Yeah, nigga, I'm overly geekin'
I'm in the hotspot, deep down in the trap spot
We got the dope out, fuck nigga walk out, I hit 'em, I hit 'em
Lil' TKey double down, two Glocks
I wan' renegade shit like 2Pac
Overly rich, get a fuck nigga drenched
Hit my phone, what it is? Draw down, we can shoot out, yeah
Yeah, haha
These seats white, bitch, don't call me on your period
I'm rich, so don't talk 'bout your ex, that's period
(Bitch, what? Don't try me like that)
Hmm, what?
The bitch done went through my phone, she weird
This rappin' be fuckin' my head up, I can't think clear
Yeah, yeah, haha, yeah
Fifty thousand all dubs, I don't need a hug, I just like to pop my shit
These niggas be broke tryna beef, I don't get it
This money right here dirty, I'm tryna spend it fast as I can
Bankroll full of blues and greens, I got this off of Percs and lean
Dick all inside the ho back, I'm tryna rearrange the ho spleen
Three cars, four spots, hella money, nigga, I ain't nothin' but nineteen
I be gettin' paper, niggas dick-ridin', I don't really care, I'm icy
Sun gazin', smokin' good 'za, nigga broke, can't even sightsee
Spent a little extra on that motherfucker, this is not a regular white tee
Nigga mad I charged him for the feat', 'fore the rap, I was that inside the street
DeJ Loaf, get a nigga offed if he ever think he finna try me
No cap
Bah, bah, bah-bah-bah (Baow, baow)
Bring your bitch ass here, hah (Come here, for real, for real), bitch
Gang, gang, gang
Bring your bitch ass here
Yeah, nigga, I'm overly geekin'
I'm in the hotspot, deep down in the trap spot
We got the dope out, fuck nigga walk out, I hit 'em, I hit 'em (What?)
Lil' TKey double down, two Glocks
I wan' renegade shit like 2Pac
Overly rich, get a fuck nigga drenched
Hit my phone, what it is? Draw down, we can shoot out, yeah
Yeah, haha
These seats white, bitch, don't call me on your period
I'm rich, so don't talk 'bout your ex, that's period
Don't call em on your period, ho
Please don't, ho, for real
