Tj - 7-5-7 Lyrics

This shit serious man (Braaaavoooooo)
Uhh

No Vito's no Ricos
Bravo got the cheat code
I sip slow but drink more
Keeps me on my feet though
I get shows but don't show
But I got the heat yo
I never play boss
But they follow my lead though
Spanish lil vegan but she swallows mi "meatto"
I keep my hands up like I'm waving to the people
Never stress death boy, this life a sequel
Peaceful but lethal, getting rid of weasels
There is no equals, different gods different people
Bitch a Mosquito
Only stops when she's completo
Got 7 senses so I could peep that
I'm only warming up nigga, heat pad
I'll put the glock to your head tell you ease back
And sell crack to your moms and tell her relax
Now that's a relapse
Yeah
Tell a friend to tell a friend
Never go against a muthaf*ckin' OUTRAGE!

Put the beat back (Uhh)
Yeah, yeah
I guess I gotta talk that fly shit then right?
Check

Flyer than a 7-5
Wit' a 5 plus 5 on my side
Both fresh to death but we look alive
You should catch up if you wanna ride, never mind
This one is for 2, only her and I, pardon my
French
It makes no sense how my dollars fly
Sleep if you want matter of fact here's a lullaby
Try to run up on me and these shells make you rockaby
Think twice right before you put your life on the line
Promise you this is not a threat by a long shot
This is more like where the fun stops all facts
In fact, going against me is a bad move
Cuz when you move how I move you can't lose
No retreat, no surrender, no contenders left
Simply because I do more and say less
You got a problem on your hands you ain't ready for
I'm the elephant in the room that you can't ignore