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teehxncho - Pile (feat. LuhhT1m) Lyrics



teehxncho - Pile (feat. LuhhT1m) Lyrics
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Yea
Yea
Uhh uhh
Grimey not green bitch I'm slimey like Jeffrey
Yo bitch suck me up for her beverage
Maserati but tomorrow go Tesla
Feel like T.I i walk down take her necklace
Dope running out we gone go home and stretch it
Too many guns in this whip hope 12 do not test us
My young niggas slimey they shoot from the neck up
Came with aircrew know we fly just like delta
Ainn going broke know we stacking up extra
Ask your bitch for her bank card when I met her
Yea young hxncho gone slide stuck wit my gun just like Bonnie and Clyde
You need a new shooter that young Nigga fried
Know I'm stuck with madmaxx and that nigga don't smile
Global not local this shit won't divide
When the pack touchdown it look like a pile
We was trapping on the block these niggas wasn't round
Ran off on a Asian for about 30 pounds
Tell em free lil og having racks when he touchdown
In the trap with no money Nigga better turn round
Come down his block young Nigga gone turn round
Hop out blitz some know he get gun down
My young spinning all day till the sun down
Bitch wanna f*ck we ain't pulling no funds out
Chick better duck when we pulling them guns out
Spin hundred round drum on the bottom of that gen
Huhh young Nigga riding in a Benz
I might just leave with your bitch and her friends
Double cup wok nigga this ainn hen
Scat pack hot so we sliding in a fin
Cho call my phone say he wanna bend hmmm bet that's nun
We gone hop out with them sticks
30 round drums man them boys better run
He put the scope on a blick slimey lil boy green beam get ya done hmmmmm
Grimey not green bitch I'm slimey like Jeffrey
Yo bitch suck me up for her beverage
Maserati but tomorrow go Tesla
Feel like T.I i walk down take her necklace
Dope running out we gone go home and stretch it
Too many guns in this whip hope 12 do not test us
My young niggas slimey they shoot from the neck up
Came with aircrew know we fly just like delta
Ainn going broke know we stacking up extra
Ask your bitch for her bank card when I met her
Yea young hxncho gone slide stuck wit my gun just like Bonnie and Clyde
You need a new shooter that young Nigga fried
Know I'm stuck with madmaxx and that nigga don't smile
Global not local this shit won't divide
When the pack touchdown it look like a pile
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Yea
Yea
Uhh uhh
Grimey not green bitch I'm slimey like Jeffrey
Yo bitch suck me up for her beverage
Maserati but tomorrow go Tesla
Feel like T.I i walk down take her necklace
Dope running out we gone go home and stretch it
Too many guns in this whip hope 12 do not test us
My young niggas slimey they shoot from the neck up
Came with aircrew know we fly just like delta
Ainn going broke know we stacking up extra
Ask your bitch for her bank card when I met her
Yea young hxncho gone slide stuck wit my gun just like Bonnie and Clyde
You need a new shooter that young Nigga fried
Know I'm stuck with madmaxx and that nigga don't smile
Global not local this shit won't divide
When the pack touchdown it look like a pile
We was trapping on the block these niggas wasn't round
Ran off on a Asian for about 30 pounds
Tell em free lil og having racks when he touchdown
In the trap with no money Nigga better turn round
Come down his block young Nigga gone turn round
Hop out blitz some know he get gun down
My young spinning all day till the sun down
Bitch wanna f*ck we ain't pulling no funds out
Chick better duck when we pulling them guns out
Spin hundred round drum on the bottom of that gen
Huhh young Nigga riding in a Benz
I might just leave with your bitch and her friends
Double cup wok nigga this ainn hen
Scat pack hot so we sliding in a fin
Cho call my phone say he wanna bend hmmm bet that's nun
We gone hop out with them sticks
30 round drums man them boys better run
He put the scope on a blick slimey lil boy green beam get ya done hmmmmm
Grimey not green bitch I'm slimey like Jeffrey
Yo bitch suck me up for her beverage
Maserati but tomorrow go Tesla
Feel like T.I i walk down take her necklace
Dope running out we gone go home and stretch it
Too many guns in this whip hope 12 do not test us
My young niggas slimey they shoot from the neck up
Came with aircrew know we fly just like delta
Ainn going broke know we stacking up extra
Ask your bitch for her bank card when I met her
Yea young hxncho gone slide stuck wit my gun just like Bonnie and Clyde
You need a new shooter that young Nigga fried
Know I'm stuck with madmaxx and that nigga don't smile
Global not local this shit won't divide
When the pack touchdown it look like a pile
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Writer: Tarrez Beal
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Language: English
Length: 2:02
Written by: Tarrez Beal

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