Tag Team (feat. CGB Skinny)

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Lowlife & SonofaGritter

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Never leave my brothers yeah niggas that's the hashtag
One wrong move turn this shit straight into Baghdad
She just give me neck and I ain't never hit the Cash App
F*ck the Rona gimme fifty feet nigga back back
Smokin' woods till I'm def
Shit I mean smokin' woods till I'ma outta breath
Two redhead twins with me like I'm Johnny Test
I just bring the woods they grab the liquor and you guess the rest
Nigga you know how shit go down
I'm tryna be the man around town
Thinkin' you can wash me onna beat you a clown
I can tell that lil' bitch a freak by the way she smile
CGB the gang nah nigga you can't f*ck with us
Onna rainy day I match a wood with my double cup
I just caught a hoe with her friend that's a double slut
Caught a couple packs to get em gone I just doubled up
Man you niggas ain't on shit
Smokin' turtle pie got me high as a bitch
Forty-five for a seven but he really getting six
He ain't even gone complain when he go and take a hit
Cause this shit really eighty
She said you got exotic inna wood on my baby
Slammin' on her head got her tryna be my lady
I ain't really into hoes man I'm tryna get this paper
Passin' it to skinny yeah we call this shit a Tag-Team
After givin' neck she blocked my ass like it's a bad thing
Tryna hit Jamaica and maybe find my ass a bad ting
Champs in my city it's been fifty since we had a ring
(No cap)
Fifty years nigga and Giannis had fifty points
For the fifty years they had us fucked up on my momma
Pretty, blue, faces
It's a tag team Cee tagged me
Pull up to the spot all you see is bad tings
Get em off this Henny they go do some bad things
I got Pretty, blue, faces
It's a tag team Cee tagged me but I'm not it
Real lean sipper straight drop this is not tris
Hit from the back cause I don't get on top bitch
I been runnin' straight to the bag you can't stop this
All you niggas fans but be hating on sum' opp shit
Pop shit pull up with a Draco that's a chopstick
Drop shit had to let y'all know that is not this
I been plotting on this shit for way too long
I need a hundred million people to know my songs
I need a hundred million people to feel my pain
I need a hundred million people to see my chain
Want a real cold bitch off the top shelf
Way I'm cooking in this bitch thinks it's Top Chef
Bitches playing with my heart, with my top left
I don't know who told you, what they told you, but you not next (Aye)
And you not now
CGB them niggas that gon' always be on top how?
Put it in they faces every single time we pop out
Flexing on these niggas we the richest fucking dropouts
I got a lane to the bag an that boy can't hold me
I made a way to the bag now that girl she know me
But I can't love her f*ck you mean I'm Mr. Lonely
Drop a, to a, then ball like Kobe
Smokin' woods till I'm def
Shit I mean smokin' woods till I'ma outta breath
Two redhead twins with me like I'm Johnny Test
I just bring the woods they grab the liquor and you guess the rest
Pretty, blue, faces
It's a tag team Cee tagged me
Pull up to the spot all you see is bad tings
Get em off this Henny they go do some bad things
I got Pretty, blue, faces
It's a tag team Cee tagged me but I'm not it
Real lean sipper straight drop this is not tris
Hit from the back cause I don't get on top bitch
(Real lean sipper straight drop this is not tris)

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