Songtext von Tag Team (feat. Lil Sammie)

I'm so fucked up off this perc I'm so fucked up off this earth You still fucked up, out that bitch I'm still get my money, work If you scared go to church Me and my niggas gon' hurt ya Lil brother fourteen, pull up he gon' serve ya We don't trust these bitches, every week, it's a murder I can make you famous, cause your name, we ain't heard of Young nigga, I be on that don shit Pull up to the block, hundred round on that drum stick See me better run bitch, I hold this gun for fun bitch I got a lot of funds bitch, I don't fuck with counterfeit Bad bitch yeah she on my dick She just wanna mean shit, but she can't even get a kiss Kick that bitch up out the whip That Draco got banana clips I'm smoking on the loudest shit You fucking with the baddest bitch I only fuck with savages Calling all shots, I'm running shit just like the captain bitch Nigga play me wrong, it's gon' fuck round be a casualty Fuck your graveyard, we don't give fuck bout your property Niggas wanna talk, man they ass always stalking me Must thought this was batman, hell nah, you ain't robbing me Higher then a bitch hell nah ain't no Chinese I'm so fucked up off this perc I'm so fucked up off this earth You still fucked up, out that bitch I'm still get my money, work If you scared go to church Me and my niggas gon' hurt ya Lil brother fourteen, pull up he gon' serve ya We don't trust these bitches, every week, it's a murder I can make you famous, cause your name, we ain't heard of I call up the gang, lil' nigga they gon' murder I call up the gang, lil' nigga we gon' murk ya