Lyrics:
Walk into the bank with a choppa four-five
Tell a bitch get down, before pussy hoe die
Catch me breaking in the safe
I up the tool, then let off five
up
Python
Python
Python
Gotta python
Python
Python
Python
Gotta python
Tool belt
Tool belt
Tool belt
Got the tool belts
Tool belt
Tool belt
Tool belt
I got red on my Glock 9 that's a bloody tool
I got red on my Christian Lous these some bloody shoes
I got red on my jean U's these some bloody Trues
Can't trust nobody
Can't trust myself
I keep that tool up
Under my belt
Watch how you talk
Watch how you step
Don't make no moves
I'll never
You don't wanna see me when I'm Volatile
Do what Imma have to do to get thru
You don't wanna see me when I'm Volatile
Use whatever tools it takes
I'm known to pull up
Big tool on me I feel like Anini
Big scope on me ain't non of you see me
None of you niggas and not of you opps can reach me
Stale off the boat
Mismatched outfit with a luggage unfit
Stale off the boat
Got my tool kit with a juggled permit
Stale off the boat
Mismatched
was yesterday, yesterday
Believed I was understanding
Believed I gave you all the tools
I Believe I made the perfect rules
Believed I was understanding
Red (Red)
Is the colour of sex (Sex)
And if it's not like nothing, they're gonna tell you something
Mind (Mind)
Is a powerful tool (Tool)
And when
get that whine
let´s get a little wild
oh!
I´m a tool
you were right
I´m a fool
you got me high all along
all along
I´m a tool
you were right
I´m a fool
Great rules, great rules, break mules, break mules
You're a tool, proper tool
Hit you over the back with a fucking barstool
Lose my cool, lose my
Two lit
Come cross my line and I promise you hearing that tool blick
All of my hitters get stupid
Just found our marbles so don't make us lose it
Two
они бегут?
Го- Гореть в аду
За все, что я так люблю
Походу ваши крики
Потому что я достаю Tool
(Ха)
Хани, я тут
Чувствуешь холод во рту?
-Уже поселился
First thing tell yoself
U affi mek it yute
Set the plan
Get the tools
Then u execute
Wid precision
No wi nah guh lose
Mi see the vision
No dawg wi
Action Jackson got the juice
Got the juice
Action Jackson got the tools
Got the tools
Action Jackson know what to do
Know what to do
Action Jackson he
give a fuck
Alcohol
Had enough
Hang the call
Round this up
What you want
Tell me what you need.
Instead you turn me to your tools
Abi you turn me
how we move
Don't go in the club without them tools
Can't rock that set without them jewels
Don't chase them hoes, we let 'em choose
In my section
lick down
Like a man tryna make a bull see red
I'm addicted to pain
W rytm muzyki kapie krew
Pain is my only adrenaline's tool
Dzisiaj moim
cracked huh
Team on the map huh
Countin the bag yea
Go get the strap I'm grabbin the tool
I'll go get the strap I'm grabbin the tool
Go get the strap I'm
stunt blunt
Got me doing some stupid shit, monkey bitches make me click
Boy, I got the uzi tool
Boy, I got the uzi tool
Boy, I got the uzi tool
Walk in with my tool walk out with my tool
Walk out with some loot
Because I rocked out with my tool
No worry 'bout you
I play with the cash like
czure (Migration tools)
Migration Tools
Migration Tools (you're gonna need)
Migration Tools
Migration Tools (you're gonna need)
What Cha eww..
me
We finna run it up N.D.E.N and T.
Say this a one of one a new
Progression when I move I be
Stepping with the tool Scottie
Got him when he popped him
I got that tool when I walk out that door
Got some head in the coupe and let off in her nose
I got some bougie chick holdin' my chopper
I got some
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