Tyson Flow

By Tay Capone

On 6ixOfEm

Released on June 1, 2017

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[Verse]

Fucking your bitch

Fuck the bitch then kick her out, I don't lay up

And she was easy, she sum’ like a layup

I be off so many drugs, I can't stay up

And I've been gangbanging all of my life

Bitch I’m 2-4-14 you know we throw the trey up

She suck my dick then I cum on her lip

It's all over her face like the shit was some makeup

I'm a big homie, I'm getting a bag

You a lil' nigga, fuck boy get your weight up

You owe me money? We up on your ass

Kidnap his kids if a nigga don't pay up

She fuck with me 'cause she know I'm the best

And you asleep, so I guess it’s the wake up

Shells hit his body, he won’t havе a chest

Pussy boy now you could fit in a A-cup

Hollow tip put a fuck nigga to rest

TEC kill a son, got his mama deprеssed

Don't count my losses, I know that I’m blessed

If you a stain, then you getting finessed

You wanna fight 'cause she sent me a text

Yeah that's your bitch, but my name on her breast

Only want top, I don't care for the sex

Kicked that bitch out, she was being a pest

Drum hold a hunnid, I don’t gotta reload

Killing the game, they think I got a cheat code

All of my jewelry add up to a kilo

My bitches coming in threes like the Migos

Just spent a check when I walked in Moschino

Bitch told me I was the realest that she know

All of this money be boosting my ego

Just made a 50, keep that on the d-low

Shells hit him up, now he panicking, aye

Leave his ass stiff like a mannequin, aye

I shoot for fun like I'm practicing

Bought a new MAC with a scope, it's so accurate, aye

Throwing up signs like a activist, aye

I'm moving slow off the Actavis, aye

I face the blunt, I'm not passing it

Told the lil' bitch give me top, I'm not smashing it, aye

Lot of these niggas can't fuck with me now

Hottest young nigga out, that ain't up for debate

All of my niggas tell me 'bout they problems

I been through some shit, they know I can relate

Man I'm so real, I think it's in my blood

'Cause these niggas too fake and they smile in your face

Playing both sides what I won't tolerate

It's two things that I hate is a rat and a snake

I get a bag and I'm skipping a state

Drink so much lean I just sip it away

Fuck a 'lil bitch then I dip in the wraith

Four nickel blow, you ain't getting away

All you new niggas is getting in the way

Got a few hitters that live in the A

You make a month what I spend in a day

Go finish working your minimum wage

No I don't listen to rappers they trash

Niggas is bitches, they acting like fags

TEC hold a hunnid, don't aim, I just blast

How long you think you fuck niggas gone last?

They can't keep up while we moving too fast

He coming wrong, he get left in the past

I want a hunnid to put in the stash

Nina Ross turn a fuck nigga to ash

Ain't talm bout money, the fuck is you talking 'bout?

Dead in the streets, let the police come chalk 'em out

12 they behind us, them 30's I'm tossing out

I used to have a whole crate at my mama house

Know them racks on me every time I be popping out

If it's some static, have bro bring them choppas out

No we don't shoot out the window, we hopping out

Call my gun Tyson the way that it knock him out