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Tizz

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Like the Mafia
No Sinatra I'll body ya
Talkin' lah-dee-dah
Bullets tearin' his body up (Bow)
Girl from Bosnia
Smoke exotic while clappin' her
Bars give nausea
Tizzy you ain't just rappin' huh? (Nah)
A catastrophe
Niggas cannot combat with me
Give him agony
Bullets alter format you see
At capacity
Bitches cannot come back to me
Got the cavalry
Niggas ready to rush for T
I
Double up the Z
Niggas is fags
That's homosexuality
I
Double up the Z
Peepin' what I'm doin'
Let me switch it up B
I got the Cartier lens makin' sure I see
I'm backin' out so I could nut all on her Ds
Steady movin' my tank is never on E
Brodie got all F's in school
He a G (He is)
If she not fuckin' then she can't chill with the team
Cuz we not lovin' on no thotties
F*ck you mean
Since a toddler bout the money I was keen
No MLK but the money all up in my dream
We not in cali but we smokin' on gelato
We got the bali and the straps
Don't get hit with hallows (Boom)
Want to look at my girl like Fivi' to Mulatto
When we white chalk him then he not so macho
Simple
Get popped like a pimple
He wasn't smilin' when they hit him in the dimple
Cripple
That nigga start to dwindle
Thotty try to line me
Read her like a kindle
Pistol
Hit him in the temple
We had a choice but we just couldn't be civil (Nah)
Symbol
Clear like a crystal
Tizzy 'bout to blow up
Somethin' like a missile
Like the Mafia
No Sinatra I'll body ya
Talkin' lah-dee-dah
Bullets tearin' his body up
Girl from Bosnia
Smoke exotic while clappin' her
Bars give nausea
Tizzy you ain't just rappin' huh?
A catastrophe
Niggas cannot combat with me (They can't)
Give him agony
Bullets alter format you see
At capacity
Bitches cannot come back to me (They can't)
Got the cavalry
Niggas ready to rush for T
I been feelin' like the Don
Call me Godfather
Been sparkin' up bout all the time
Know my mental altered
No paper pen but when spittin' I feel just like a author
Stay killin' these baba's pussies I might just need a lawyer
Bro got the glocky
He pull it out then he got to floor you
Ol' girl a thotty
She fuckin', her boyfriend think she loyal
Don't try to play me
I'm slick, wit it, no cookin' oil
That nigga dissin'
Wrap him up and I'm not talkin' foil
Tizzy be chillin'
Kick his feet back man he stayin' out of it
Say he proud of it
The girlies like brodie big body whip (They do)
And when it come to breesh
You know Tizzy gettin' a lot of it
Y'all my sons
So I had to step up on sum father shit
She damn near beggin'
Kept her cummin'
She been bussin' since
But no more
Like a convict I'm cuffed, I got a bitch
In the spot
Like a ocelot, I'm gettin' litt
But now I'm grindin' and dolo and on sum focused shit
Like the Mafia
No Sinatra I'll body ya
Talkin' lah-dee-dah
Bullets tearin' his body up (Yuh)
Girl from Bosnia
Smoke exotic while clappin' her
Bars give nausea
Tizzy you ain't just rappin' huh? (What?)
A catastrophe
Niggas cannot combat with me
Give him agony
Bullets alter format you see
At capacity
Bitches cannot come back to me
Got the cavalry
Niggas ready to rush for T

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