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Tion Wayne (Chorus)

 

You don’t know how it feel

We expose the fake from the real

All this cash man I don’t need the roads

But I still stay out here for the thrill

 

Said she ain’t a hoe baby girl that’s cap

But we let her roll cos she make it clap

Team too real when the Feds ask question

We don’t even know where we hid them waps

 

Turner 

 

Don’t ask what happened

All I know bout no comment

Bag of these clowns in the comments

When I see them in the flesh not on it

This ting wanna fuck but my wap no diet

If u won’t hold it stop tryin

It bangs like pop but it’s not mans riding

Bro you won’t ride stop lying

 

Tion Wayne

 

Even when they see T Wayne no weapon

You should see their face expression

When we was low no waps just cheffin

Now we just shoot, David Beckham

He spend a change he’s sweating

Watch me stack up a mill still reppin

Touch one of mine I’ll lose it

Big a back out the mash and shoot it

 

Turner

 

Penthouse with a chocolate one

T Wayne told me I love this one

Anybody touch my ones

Make a man buss my gun

Fill up da ting let it fly an spark

Pull up to the dance an buy out the bar

She already know who we are

Now your bae wanna try out the car

 

Tion Wayne (Chorus)

 

You don’t know how it feel

We expose the fake from the real

All this cash man I don’t need the roads

But I still stay out here for the thrill

 

Said she ain’t a hoe baby girl that’s cap

But we let her roll cos she make it clap

Team too real when the Feds ask question

We don’t even know where we hid them waps

 

Turner

 

3x3 cause problems

Gang move mad on the wing like Bronson 

All the Opp boys talk nonsense

Got enough waps for a group that’s Options

True say mans got fans me an bro

Everyone clock mans boat

5 man deep in the T right now

But the location unknown

 

Tion Wayne

 

I was straight of the wing then scheming

Look for a Opp then chief him

Them days I had no P’s in

Licked off the food then dealing

I don’t do online cussin

My bedrins ride out big Russian

Stunt on the block they’ll suck him

Shank clutching back out then touch him

 

Turner

 

Turner the burner the spinner

You don’t wanna get dropped like litter

Mans got waps on the ends

An bro left toys with a chocolate ting no Kinder

Opp turnt singer, online hitter

Did all the dirt for the gram an Twitter

Got sweets in the ting make an Opp turn pack Now I rap all the opps turnt bitter 

 

Tion Wayne (Chorus)

 

You don’t know how it feel

We expose the fake from the real

All dis cash man I don’t need the roads

But I still stay out here for the thrill

 

Said she ain’t a hoe baby girl that’s cap

But we let her roll cos she make it clap

Team too real when the Feds ask question

We don’t even know where we hid them waps

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