Touchfetti s***
No hook, h**
TF on this m*****f****r, you already know what the f*** popping
It's in me and on me
You had to adapt
My neck ran me 50
This coat costs some racks
I come from the bottom
Now I run the map
No love in this life, pour my heart in this rap
N**** hate that he lost me so he doubled back
What the f*** don't you get 'bout i'm so through wit that
I got a beam and a dick and a scope on this Mac
Psycho bitch, pop h** and I laugh
I aim at they head
They stabbing a b**** in her back
TF won't go out like dat
I don't know why all these b*****s so spiteful
I could never let a weirdo b**** think she my rival
He stalking me 'cus I one night 'em
Keep playing lil b**** and I'm gone homicide you
That's final
These b*****s be doing the most
I ain't gotta do nothing at all
If I don't do nothing 'ima ball
Shopping online cus i f****d up the mall
You ran the play but I made the call
Difference between me and you is it all
You h*** can't compare to me
I walk in the building they stare at me
Lil baby you bet not embarrass me
'Cus I'll send some shots where your parents be
I Just guess love get the best of me
Wanna f*** baby
Then you gotta get a vasectomy
I am not having no babies
No I don't 'wan be your lady
I beat down and bust up the trap like the 80's
All these p***y h**s fugazi
It's crazy
I f*** the check up daily (Yeah)
Diamonds, water, wavy (Yeah)
And yes I will spin that lil 'cedes
I don't need a hook
You f*****g with a real life gangster a** b**** so watch how you look
After he eat it he gotta beat it he gotta book
I don't know why they keep begging for features
Don't get your song took
Real sharp shooter
TF Westbrook
And no I'm not done going in
I really never cared about a friend
These bitches ain't none of my m*****f*****g kin
Please don't invite me if i cannot bring my FN
Or my Smith and
Wesson
Big dog s***, kingpin
These bitches they copy, they mocking
The opps just be talking
I put 'em in coffins
I want it I bought it
Your n**** he Texas (Text us) like Austin
I send him off like an auction
Running this s*** get exhausting
All of my n****s be plotting and robbing
Big B's, Boston
B**** we popping
TF won't play with you
Why the f*** would you not keep a k with you
How the f*** could I not chase the beni blues?
I'm just saying, getting money is critical
These h**s is sad
Pitiful, unoriginal, unforgivable
I cut 'em off 'bout the principle
I taught these b*****s, no syllable
Who the f*** said I'm not lyrical
Say he getting money that's fictional
N****s is broke, penny pinching
I rock the good Chanel linen
5 star meals, f*** Beni
And yes I still rock True Religion
You picked your side
You made your decision so go ahead and kick it with the opposition
These b*****s is funny, you ask my opinion
They do it for clout, they just want recognition
They want some attention
Don't f*****g play with me
We're having the good ammunition
These b*****s is food
Put 'em on plate
Get my lil daily nutrition
No hook, h**
Tayfetti - No Hook! Lyrics
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English
Touchfetti s***
No hook, h**
TF on this m*****f****r, you already know what the f*** popping
It's in me and on me
You had to adapt
My neck ran me 50
This coat costs some racks
I come from the bottom
Now I run the map
No love in this life, pour my heart in this rap
N**** hate that he lost me so he doubled back
What the f*** don't you get 'bout i'm so through wit that
I got a beam and a dick and a scope on this Mac
Psycho bitch, pop h** and I laugh
I aim at they head
They stabbing a b**** in her back
TF won't go out like dat
I don't know why all these b*****s so spiteful
I could never let a weirdo b**** think she my rival
He stalking me 'cus I one night 'em
Keep playing lil b**** and I'm gone homicide you
That's final
These b*****s be doing the most
I ain't gotta do nothing at all
If I don't do nothing 'ima ball
Shopping online cus i f****d up the mall
You ran the play but I made the call
Difference between me and you is it all
You h*** can't compare to me
I walk in the building they stare at me
Lil baby you bet not embarrass me
'Cus I'll send some shots where your parents be
I Just guess love get the best of me
Wanna f*** baby
Then you gotta get a vasectomy
I am not having no babies
No I don't 'wan be your lady
I beat down and bust up the trap like the 80's
All these p***y h**s fugazi
It's crazy
I f*** the check up daily (Yeah)
Diamonds, water, wavy (Yeah)
And yes I will spin that lil 'cedes
I don't need a hook
You f*****g with a real life gangster a** b**** so watch how you look
After he eat it he gotta beat it he gotta book
I don't know why they keep begging for features
Don't get your song took
Real sharp shooter
TF Westbrook
And no I'm not done going in
I really never cared about a friend
These bitches ain't none of my m*****f*****g kin
Please don't invite me if i cannot bring my FN
Or my Smith and
Wesson
Big dog s***, kingpin
These bitches they copy, they mocking
The opps just be talking
I put 'em in coffins
I want it I bought it
Your n**** he Texas (Text us) like Austin
I send him off like an auction
Running this s*** get exhausting
All of my n****s be plotting and robbing
Big B's, Boston
B**** we popping
TF won't play with you
Why the f*** would you not keep a k with you
How the f*** could I not chase the beni blues?
I'm just saying, getting money is critical
These h**s is sad
Pitiful, unoriginal, unforgivable
I cut 'em off 'bout the principle
I taught these b*****s, no syllable
Who the f*** said I'm not lyrical
Say he getting money that's fictional
N****s is broke, penny pinching
I rock the good Chanel linen
5 star meals, f*** Beni
And yes I still rock True Religion
You picked your side
You made your decision so go ahead and kick it with the opposition
These b*****s is funny, you ask my opinion
They do it for clout, they just want recognition
They want some attention
Don't f*****g play with me
We're having the good ammunition
These b*****s is food
Put 'em on plate
Get my lil daily nutrition
No hook, h**
No hook, h**
TF on this m*****f****r, you already know what the f*** popping
It's in me and on me
You had to adapt
My neck ran me 50
This coat costs some racks
I come from the bottom
Now I run the map
No love in this life, pour my heart in this rap
N**** hate that he lost me so he doubled back
What the f*** don't you get 'bout i'm so through wit that
I got a beam and a dick and a scope on this Mac
Psycho bitch, pop h** and I laugh
I aim at they head
They stabbing a b**** in her back
TF won't go out like dat
I don't know why all these b*****s so spiteful
I could never let a weirdo b**** think she my rival
He stalking me 'cus I one night 'em
Keep playing lil b**** and I'm gone homicide you
That's final
These b*****s be doing the most
I ain't gotta do nothing at all
If I don't do nothing 'ima ball
Shopping online cus i f****d up the mall
You ran the play but I made the call
Difference between me and you is it all
You h*** can't compare to me
I walk in the building they stare at me
Lil baby you bet not embarrass me
'Cus I'll send some shots where your parents be
I Just guess love get the best of me
Wanna f*** baby
Then you gotta get a vasectomy
I am not having no babies
No I don't 'wan be your lady
I beat down and bust up the trap like the 80's
All these p***y h**s fugazi
It's crazy
I f*** the check up daily (Yeah)
Diamonds, water, wavy (Yeah)
And yes I will spin that lil 'cedes
I don't need a hook
You f*****g with a real life gangster a** b**** so watch how you look
After he eat it he gotta beat it he gotta book
I don't know why they keep begging for features
Don't get your song took
Real sharp shooter
TF Westbrook
And no I'm not done going in
I really never cared about a friend
These bitches ain't none of my m*****f*****g kin
Please don't invite me if i cannot bring my FN
Or my Smith and
Wesson
Big dog s***, kingpin
These bitches they copy, they mocking
The opps just be talking
I put 'em in coffins
I want it I bought it
Your n**** he Texas (Text us) like Austin
I send him off like an auction
Running this s*** get exhausting
All of my n****s be plotting and robbing
Big B's, Boston
B**** we popping
TF won't play with you
Why the f*** would you not keep a k with you
How the f*** could I not chase the beni blues?
I'm just saying, getting money is critical
These h**s is sad
Pitiful, unoriginal, unforgivable
I cut 'em off 'bout the principle
I taught these b*****s, no syllable
Who the f*** said I'm not lyrical
Say he getting money that's fictional
N****s is broke, penny pinching
I rock the good Chanel linen
5 star meals, f*** Beni
And yes I still rock True Religion
You picked your side
You made your decision so go ahead and kick it with the opposition
These b*****s is funny, you ask my opinion
They do it for clout, they just want recognition
They want some attention
Don't f*****g play with me
We're having the good ammunition
These b*****s is food
Put 'em on plate
Get my lil daily nutrition
No hook, h**
Writer: Nataysia Timmons
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid