"PB & J No Crust" lyrics
[That Mexican OT:]
'Cause she thicker than peanut butter jelly (So retro)
She gon' make me bust open like an egg with confetti
If you say you want smoke, I push up with somethin' heavy
We gon' hit a drive-by four deep in a Chevy
Springfield hollow tip run right through his belly
Big machine gun, I ain't talkin' 'bout Kelly
Got the trap jumpin', you can hit me on the telly
Just bust down a pack, they be like, "Why you smelly?"
I got too many bitches and I got too many riches
I'm fuckin' up all these digits, my calculators be glitchin'
And you can google Bay City and come and check how I'm livin'
That cutter cut 'em in half and turn the boy straight to a midget
Ballin' like I got a business, crawlin', they know I'ma finish
Bogus legs ain't gonna stop me, they know I'm in it to win it
I ain't Steve, I know that I did it, that DRODi pack make me silly
I'm poppin' out like a titty and droppin' shit like I'm shitty
I ain't sayin' we together, but I give her dick often
And I be killin' that pussy, I put it right in a coffin
And I be sippin' so much drank that I just never be coughin'
Water on me like a dolphin, the bitches tell me I'm awesome
I'm 'bout the green like I'm Finley, bitches sayin', "Get into me."
I just love what you did to me, now you tryna get rid of me?
Talkin' 'bout you just sick of me, but at first, you was diggin' me?
Tell me, is you not feeling me? 'Cause you got me like uh
[That Mexican OT {TommyGunz}:]
'Cause she thicker than peanut butter jelly (So retro)
She gon' make me bust open like an egg with confetti
If you say you want smoke, I push up with somethin' heavy
We gon' hit a drive-by four deep in a Chevy
Springfield hollow tip run right through his belly
Big machine gun, I ain't talkin' 'bout Kelly
Got the trap jumpin', you can hit me on the telly
Just bust down a pack, they be like, "Why you smelly?" {Look, check it, it's TommyGunz}
[TommyGunz:]
I'm on the road, I know your homie see me 'cause I'm out at night
I'm zoning out, I'm making sure I think so I can do it right
They wanted fools to rap inside they city, so I took a flight
Gang-bangin' Crip, went through the bang, so now fools wanna fight
Drinking like your uncle, shoot a chapter, then I took a piss
Smoking like a train, somethin' like a stoner, he on gangster shit
Every single time I hit that room, I always pled the Fifth
Nobody tells me no, I'm counting dough, I could've been a pimp
Tommy Gunz is here, I pimp for fun and make you busters run
While your homies getting stripped and taking pics, you fools ain't doing nothin'
Made it out the struggle, this my time, fuck tryna hide a gun
TC, that's where your homie seen me, outside holding one
See me holding one, like fuck a pig, these fools can say I'm dumb
Searching through my car and what you see? PB and jelly crusts
I seen my enemy at Sarah Homes, shot in the belly once
Belly of the beast, run NTC, ask if I ever didn't
[That Mexican OT (TommyGunz):]
'Cause she thicker than peanut butter jelly. So retro
She gon' make me bust open like an egg with confetti (Confetti)
If you say you want smoke, I push up with somethin' heavy (Somethin' heavy)
We gon' hit a drive-by four deep in a Chevy (In a Chevy)
Springfield hollow tip run right through his belly (I ain't playing)
Big machine gun, I ain't talkin' 'bout Kelly (Fuck it, though)
Got the trap jumpin', you can hit me on the telly (I know you see me)
Just bust down a pack, they be like, "Why you smelly?" (It's TommyGunz)
'Cause she thicker than peanut butter jelly (So retro)
She gon' make me bust open like an egg with confetti
If you say you want smoke, I push up with somethin' heavy
We gon' hit a drive-by four deep in a Chevy
Springfield hollow tip run right through his belly
Big machine gun, I ain't talkin' 'bout Kelly
Got the trap jumpin', you can hit me on the telly
Just bust down a pack, they be like, "Why you smelly?"
I got too many bitches and I got too many riches
I'm fuckin' up all these digits, my calculators be glitchin'
And you can google Bay City and come and check how I'm livin'
That cutter cut 'em in half and turn the boy straight to a midget
Ballin' like I got a business, crawlin', they know I'ma finish
Bogus legs ain't gonna stop me, they know I'm in it to win it
I ain't Steve, I know that I did it, that DRODi pack make me silly
I'm poppin' out like a titty and droppin' shit like I'm shitty
I ain't sayin' we together, but I give her dick often
And I be killin' that pussy, I put it right in a coffin
And I be sippin' so much drank that I just never be coughin'
Water on me like a dolphin, the bitches tell me I'm awesome
I'm 'bout the green like I'm Finley, bitches sayin', "Get into me."
I just love what you did to me, now you tryna get rid of me?
Talkin' 'bout you just sick of me, but at first, you was diggin' me?
Tell me, is you not feeling me? 'Cause you got me like uh
[That Mexican OT {TommyGunz}:]
'Cause she thicker than peanut butter jelly (So retro)
She gon' make me bust open like an egg with confetti
If you say you want smoke, I push up with somethin' heavy
We gon' hit a drive-by four deep in a Chevy
Springfield hollow tip run right through his belly
Big machine gun, I ain't talkin' 'bout Kelly
Got the trap jumpin', you can hit me on the telly
Just bust down a pack, they be like, "Why you smelly?" {Look, check it, it's TommyGunz}
[TommyGunz:]
I'm on the road, I know your homie see me 'cause I'm out at night
I'm zoning out, I'm making sure I think so I can do it right
They wanted fools to rap inside they city, so I took a flight
Gang-bangin' Crip, went through the bang, so now fools wanna fight
Drinking like your uncle, shoot a chapter, then I took a piss
Smoking like a train, somethin' like a stoner, he on gangster shit
Every single time I hit that room, I always pled the Fifth
Nobody tells me no, I'm counting dough, I could've been a pimp
Tommy Gunz is here, I pimp for fun and make you busters run
While your homies getting stripped and taking pics, you fools ain't doing nothin'
Made it out the struggle, this my time, fuck tryna hide a gun
TC, that's where your homie seen me, outside holding one
See me holding one, like fuck a pig, these fools can say I'm dumb
Searching through my car and what you see? PB and jelly crusts
I seen my enemy at Sarah Homes, shot in the belly once
Belly of the beast, run NTC, ask if I ever didn't
[That Mexican OT (TommyGunz):]
'Cause she thicker than peanut butter jelly. So retro
She gon' make me bust open like an egg with confetti (Confetti)
If you say you want smoke, I push up with somethin' heavy (Somethin' heavy)
We gon' hit a drive-by four deep in a Chevy (In a Chevy)
Springfield hollow tip run right through his belly (I ain't playing)
Big machine gun, I ain't talkin' 'bout Kelly (Fuck it, though)
Got the trap jumpin', you can hit me on the telly (I know you see me)
Just bust down a pack, they be like, "Why you smelly?" (It's TommyGunz)
