Tee Slaves
Mm mmm
Effin witches got me tight
A bunch of frauds
Yeah ight
Scrolling scrollin
Fakes out here trollin trollin
Cut the snakes right out the grass
Hit em with the strike
Jus like it's bowling
Scrolling scrollin
Fakes out here trollin trollin
Cut the snakes right out the grass
Hit em with the strike
Hold up I'm goin in
Lemme get my loose leaf paper
Had to pull out my pen
Jus tryna live my life
See these heauxs out here again
I'm not that nice
Not sweet like pie
Y'all can blame Frankie
For this one yeah
Thats my guy
I'm way more like sour patch kid
Sweet n sour sauce for life
How out here trollin under bridges
Fingers whoops slipped on a like
Been street fighting all my f*ckin life
Like that day dem ugly bitches
Tried to steal my bike
What's really good
Yeah yeah yeah we really hood
Born n raised in the kings county
Brooklyn's Neva shook
Don't let in frauds at the gate
Not in the 718
Tee slaves born in brookdale
90z, its not a mistake
Scrolling scrollin
Fakes out here trollin trollin
Cut the snakes right out the grass
Hit em with the strike
Jus like it's bowling
Scrolling scrollin
Fakes out here trollin trollin
Cut the snakes right out the grass
Hit em with the strike
Hold up I'm goin in
What they say bout real friends
Dont need that many jus full control
I let the good times roll
But i dont f*ck with trolls
All these lame ass fair weather rappers
Cant talk bout nuttin that's great
A female emcee straight out the gate
And wat i find all i see is big as hate
Mom n dad neva really raised me
So i got this attitude thats late
Stay the eff off my feed
No babies i aint got no needs
Like nicki you tryna be a sun
Ganga farmer pull up on my seeds hmm so done
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Tee Slaves
Mm mmm
Effin witches got me tight
A bunch of frauds
Yeah ight
Scrolling scrollin
Fakes out here trollin trollin
Cut the snakes right out the grass
Hit em with the strike
Jus like it's bowling
Scrolling scrollin
Fakes out here trollin trollin
Cut the snakes right out the grass
Hit em with the strike
Hold up I'm goin in
Lemme get my loose leaf paper
Had to pull out my pen
Jus tryna live my life
See these heauxs out here again
I'm not that nice
Not sweet like pie
Y'all can blame Frankie
For this one yeah
Thats my guy
I'm way more like sour patch kid
Sweet n sour sauce for life
How out here trollin under bridges
Fingers whoops slipped on a like
Been street fighting all my f*ckin life
Like that day dem ugly bitches
Tried to steal my bike
What's really good
Yeah yeah yeah we really hood
Born n raised in the kings county
Brooklyn's Neva shook
Don't let in frauds at the gate
Not in the 718
Tee slaves born in brookdale
90z, its not a mistake
Scrolling scrollin
Fakes out here trollin trollin
Cut the snakes right out the grass
Hit em with the strike
Jus like it's bowling
Scrolling scrollin
Fakes out here trollin trollin
Cut the snakes right out the grass
Hit em with the strike
Hold up I'm goin in
What they say bout real friends
Dont need that many jus full control
I let the good times roll
But i dont f*ck with trolls
All these lame ass fair weather rappers
Cant talk bout nuttin that's great
A female emcee straight out the gate
And wat i find all i see is big as hate
Mom n dad neva really raised me
So i got this attitude thats late
Stay the eff off my feed
No babies i aint got no needs
Like nicki you tryna be a sun
Ganga farmer pull up on my seeds hmm so done
Mm mmm
Effin witches got me tight
A bunch of frauds
Yeah ight
Scrolling scrollin
Fakes out here trollin trollin
Cut the snakes right out the grass
Hit em with the strike
Jus like it's bowling
Scrolling scrollin
Fakes out here trollin trollin
Cut the snakes right out the grass
Hit em with the strike
Hold up I'm goin in
Lemme get my loose leaf paper
Had to pull out my pen
Jus tryna live my life
See these heauxs out here again
I'm not that nice
Not sweet like pie
Y'all can blame Frankie
For this one yeah
Thats my guy
I'm way more like sour patch kid
Sweet n sour sauce for life
How out here trollin under bridges
Fingers whoops slipped on a like
Been street fighting all my f*ckin life
Like that day dem ugly bitches
Tried to steal my bike
What's really good
Yeah yeah yeah we really hood
Born n raised in the kings county
Brooklyn's Neva shook
Don't let in frauds at the gate
Not in the 718
Tee slaves born in brookdale
90z, its not a mistake
Scrolling scrollin
Fakes out here trollin trollin
Cut the snakes right out the grass
Hit em with the strike
Jus like it's bowling
Scrolling scrollin
Fakes out here trollin trollin
Cut the snakes right out the grass
Hit em with the strike
Hold up I'm goin in
What they say bout real friends
Dont need that many jus full control
I let the good times roll
But i dont f*ck with trolls
All these lame ass fair weather rappers
Cant talk bout nuttin that's great
A female emcee straight out the gate
And wat i find all i see is big as hate
Mom n dad neva really raised me
So i got this attitude thats late
Stay the eff off my feed
No babies i aint got no needs
Like nicki you tryna be a sun
Ganga farmer pull up on my seeds hmm so done