Lyrics:
grip
Ten in the clip all hollow tips you and your woman live a open life
Well I hollow shit, submissive trigger finger dominant
Don't give a fuck, if
freefall make you feel some of these
Oh by hollow tips pinned in your ass
Get off the Earth the fact that you even in my class
Yo
All my live niggas get
I'm a rider and provider and I don't tolerate ho shit
I Bun B out on emcees meaning I obliterate yo' shit
Man, every time I try to like a rapper
and I’m coming straight out the gate
Hollow tip on the .40 cal sending it straight through your brain
Puffing that venom I spit like a cobra
Smoking on indo
still by my side
Like a copilot, I pimp my ride
I'ma go violent if you touch my guys
Don’t close eyelids when I look at the skies
Been doin' this shit
And wishin' and hopin'
While I'm scopein' with my semi-auto
Hollow tips rip shit
With visions of some sick shit
But in meanwhile no smiles
Cuz these
nigga
Nawll I ain't serving penguins
Dis shit 9k gooney
Hollow tips but dey issue
These niggas fuckin wid me
These niggas fuckin wid me
Nigga running up
I’m gone tell You know the tips are hollow
I’m underground wit a flow like water the boy a grotto
I spit that shit that can’t no toilet swallow
I'll put
a loan
God, let me dedicate this to the eighty-percent that ain't never comin' home
God, let me know you exist
In a city where a hundred hollow-tips get
ain't worried
Feelings in the past, I ain't worried i'm on some future shit
Always paranoid, I be tripping when you tell me who you're with
Never Judge by
was just starting to bring out the light, Got consumed by the moon
I'm with Apollo cause he got consumed by the moon
I'ma keep shooting shit just like
hollow-point talent tips
Double-S, double the threat, double your bet
Double up on that cash if you decide to invest
You sound like Big, you sound like Jay,
on mountain cliffs
I'll rip through your chest, hollow-point talent tips
Double-S, double the threat, double your bet
Double up on that cash if you decide
tips, massive damage
The path was granted, loaded gats, blast the cannon
Chipped up, live by morals, don't get it mixed up
Diss what? Millionaire
And your music is shit and I'm making these hit cus I'm not subpar
Bitches get scarred
By shots from my AR
Run around the town with a choppa it shoot 100
Shots thru your leather and clothe
With your skelly off break ya'll clowns off
Yo hollow tips will flood your jacket
I don't give a fuck who you be
die that easy
Killing me is like killing Kratos
Gotta do more to defeat me
We could go to war if it need be
Bro blast hollow tip bullets
Damn it used
again I ain't missing
These hollow tips hitting his eye
She said that it's up with me
Flexin on my ex like savage
I ain't got No Heart with me
Waitin
played by a honeyDIP
But now I'm on the money TIP so now I call the honeydip honey BITCH
And swing hardcore because that's where I come from (yeah)
I
Should I stare,
Hell motherfuckin' yeah
Almost got blinded by a glare
Hollow tips made the metal flare
You better beware, or get,
Hit in ya waist
chest see-through
But on the low though I'll show you how them hollow tips eat through,
Your legs, your back, your head and your hat
You better watch
Patiently watchin waitin for a come up
Get your spot took, we rob land like white man
Plans to overthrow your whole shit by shaking your hand
due
My pain in a box is quite more you
So they can see the damage
Done at the wake view hide 'em hollow tips
Hopscotch on the face you breathe
So ya'll
the streets with hollow tips in that ass
Hot metal to the dome couldn't take me away
I'm talkin' point blank range and I'm still here today
Nobody knows
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