Bbpsoul - Tag Along (feat. ublokhead) Lyrics

Tag along, shut the f*ck up hear? grab the bone
About to slide to the other side to clear out the bastard's home
Glad he's gone, now buck the f*ck up hear? hand to chrome
Found a guy with that knife here to open the latch to Homes
Kick in the door and then we snatch the phones
Huh? You think I'm playing?!
Kick in the door and then we snatch the phones
I need all that!
Talkin' bout?!
Blick to your dome after we snatch the phones
Ayo, shut the f*ck up, and get your ass to floor!
Why the f*ck is he here, yo, why is his family home?!
Just tie him up in the attic and give the bag to Soul
It's all about the money
I'm in love with the dough
Niggas actin' funny
When I show them what they owe
It's all about the money
I'm in love with the dough
Niggas actin' funny
When I show up at the door
I put three holes up in my Skully
Sip the Henny out the cup, semi out the truck
Dumpin' a hundred out the gun, an easy seventeen to run him up
Stuck an uppercut, made him jump into a double dutch
Rolled a spliff up in the double dutch, that op smoke
Slick talkin' that shit, talkin' that pop smoke
Stick sparkin' that splif, all in that frontal
Dip off in that whip, all in that bronco
Pop a soda, ill expose them, slay them out then call up Mondo
Shit can get shaky, standin' over the dresser
Checkin' the weather for my leather, wait
Wipe the sweat, you'd swear I never felt the weight
Won't hesitate to knock his head off his shoulders
Fold him like featherweight, the metal way
Steel handle will, handle problems, seekin' I'll demonstrate
I'm well balanced in chakras, me and my demons straight
Me and my partners, we ride out from out the interstate
Feelin' my dinner plate, feel it up, feelin' great
It's all about the money
I'm in love with the dough
Niggas actin' funny
When I show them what they owe
It's all about the money
I'm in love with the dough
Niggas actin' funny
Till I show up at the door