Slide on yo bitch
I might slide on a opp
Ar 15 and it came with a glock
Inna 2 seater, i call it a drop
Silly lil hoe, im finnesing the top
Junkies they calling, just tell em come shop
Designer its on me, just know imma cop
Counting this money, its never gon stop
He dropping a tape, he know he gon flop
Hold up
I really just flex on a bitch
I dont even stress on a bitch
Its tundraboypat
You know who it be
F*cking yo bitch
I give her the d
She eat on my meat
Nut on her teeth
Thrasher my tee
Subi my jeans
F*cking that bitch with my eyes closed
Im f*cking more hoes than bang bros
Counting these hunnids like bankroll
Yo main bitch gave me good throat
Good throat
I got good smoke
Glock with a knife call it cutthroat
Pussy so wet need a raincoat
Pussy so wet call it lil boat
Pussy so wet call it lil boat
I float on ya hoe like kush smoke
Ok nie
Tundraboypat is the cat with the mac
Robbing the plug for all of his packs
F*cking that hoe yea im breaking her back
Came in this bih and i blew a whole sack
BITCH
Eat on that hoe like a snack cake
Gas strong call it earthquake
Bitches fake plus niggas hate
White hoe call her snowflake
Heartbreak had to boss up
Young nigga got my check up
On lock cant let up
Cut her off no line up
Cut her off no line up
Had to run all my bands up
Lil bitch
She got me in my feelings
She got me in my feelings
She got me in my feelings (Damn)
She got me in my feelings
All you lame ass hoes
I don't want no dealings
All you lame ass hoes
I can't catch no feelings (Damn)
I cant catch no feelings
Tundraboypat
Man im finna make a killing
Stackin all this money up
Till it touch the f*cking ceiling
Making plays just like a villain
F*cking ya hoe
She say she in love
She wet like a squid
I just want me a check
Not talkin bout money
Stay away from the kid
We riding in a coupe
I let the top back
Money out the roof
Yea they cant top that
Lie to me
Now dont you lie to me
Got some niggas that'll slide for me
So dont you plot on me
Got some bitches that'll die for me
So won't you ride for me
I want the money
F*ck a lottery
Lets pull a robbery
Told my baby i be right back
Told my baby i be right back
Walk in saks and blow a stack
Walk in saks and blow a stack
Walk in saks and blow a stackkk
Told my baby i be right back
Tundraboy how you dress like that
Tundraboy how you get them racks
Jug finesse
I dont serve no crack
Babygirl smoking all my pack
Said she want it from the back
Told my baby i be right back
Told my baby i be right back
Walk in saks and blow a stack
Walk in saks and blow a stack
Walk in saks and blow a stackkk
Tundraboypat - Tundramix 2 (feat. Lord Coonie) Lyrics
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Slide on yo bitch
I might slide on a opp
Ar 15 and it came with a glock
Inna 2 seater, i call it a drop
Silly lil hoe, im finnesing the top
Junkies they calling, just tell em come shop
Designer its on me, just know imma cop
Counting this money, its never gon stop
He dropping a tape, he know he gon flop
Hold up
I really just flex on a bitch
I dont even stress on a bitch
Its tundraboypat
You know who it be
F*cking yo bitch
I give her the d
She eat on my meat
Nut on her teeth
Thrasher my tee
Subi my jeans
F*cking that bitch with my eyes closed
Im f*cking more hoes than bang bros
Counting these hunnids like bankroll
Yo main bitch gave me good throat
Good throat
I got good smoke
Glock with a knife call it cutthroat
Pussy so wet need a raincoat
Pussy so wet call it lil boat
Pussy so wet call it lil boat
I float on ya hoe like kush smoke
Ok nie
Tundraboypat is the cat with the mac
Robbing the plug for all of his packs
F*cking that hoe yea im breaking her back
Came in this bih and i blew a whole sack
BITCH
Eat on that hoe like a snack cake
Gas strong call it earthquake
Bitches fake plus niggas hate
White hoe call her snowflake
Heartbreak had to boss up
Young nigga got my check up
On lock cant let up
Cut her off no line up
Cut her off no line up
Had to run all my bands up
Lil bitch
She got me in my feelings
She got me in my feelings
She got me in my feelings (Damn)
She got me in my feelings
All you lame ass hoes
I don't want no dealings
All you lame ass hoes
I can't catch no feelings (Damn)
I cant catch no feelings
Tundraboypat
Man im finna make a killing
Stackin all this money up
Till it touch the f*cking ceiling
Making plays just like a villain
F*cking ya hoe
She say she in love
She wet like a squid
I just want me a check
Not talkin bout money
Stay away from the kid
We riding in a coupe
I let the top back
Money out the roof
Yea they cant top that
Lie to me
Now dont you lie to me
Got some niggas that'll slide for me
So dont you plot on me
Got some bitches that'll die for me
So won't you ride for me
I want the money
F*ck a lottery
Lets pull a robbery
Told my baby i be right back
Told my baby i be right back
Walk in saks and blow a stack
Walk in saks and blow a stack
Walk in saks and blow a stackkk
Told my baby i be right back
Tundraboy how you dress like that
Tundraboy how you get them racks
Jug finesse
I dont serve no crack
Babygirl smoking all my pack
Said she want it from the back
Told my baby i be right back
Told my baby i be right back
Walk in saks and blow a stack
Walk in saks and blow a stack
Walk in saks and blow a stackkk
I might slide on a opp
Ar 15 and it came with a glock
Inna 2 seater, i call it a drop
Silly lil hoe, im finnesing the top
Junkies they calling, just tell em come shop
Designer its on me, just know imma cop
Counting this money, its never gon stop
He dropping a tape, he know he gon flop
Hold up
I really just flex on a bitch
I dont even stress on a bitch
Its tundraboypat
You know who it be
F*cking yo bitch
I give her the d
She eat on my meat
Nut on her teeth
Thrasher my tee
Subi my jeans
F*cking that bitch with my eyes closed
Im f*cking more hoes than bang bros
Counting these hunnids like bankroll
Yo main bitch gave me good throat
Good throat
I got good smoke
Glock with a knife call it cutthroat
Pussy so wet need a raincoat
Pussy so wet call it lil boat
Pussy so wet call it lil boat
I float on ya hoe like kush smoke
Ok nie
Tundraboypat is the cat with the mac
Robbing the plug for all of his packs
F*cking that hoe yea im breaking her back
Came in this bih and i blew a whole sack
BITCH
Eat on that hoe like a snack cake
Gas strong call it earthquake
Bitches fake plus niggas hate
White hoe call her snowflake
Heartbreak had to boss up
Young nigga got my check up
On lock cant let up
Cut her off no line up
Cut her off no line up
Had to run all my bands up
Lil bitch
She got me in my feelings
She got me in my feelings
She got me in my feelings (Damn)
She got me in my feelings
All you lame ass hoes
I don't want no dealings
All you lame ass hoes
I can't catch no feelings (Damn)
I cant catch no feelings
Tundraboypat
Man im finna make a killing
Stackin all this money up
Till it touch the f*cking ceiling
Making plays just like a villain
F*cking ya hoe
She say she in love
She wet like a squid
I just want me a check
Not talkin bout money
Stay away from the kid
We riding in a coupe
I let the top back
Money out the roof
Yea they cant top that
Lie to me
Now dont you lie to me
Got some niggas that'll slide for me
So dont you plot on me
Got some bitches that'll die for me
So won't you ride for me
I want the money
F*ck a lottery
Lets pull a robbery
Told my baby i be right back
Told my baby i be right back
Walk in saks and blow a stack
Walk in saks and blow a stack
Walk in saks and blow a stackkk
Told my baby i be right back
Tundraboy how you dress like that
Tundraboy how you get them racks
Jug finesse
I dont serve no crack
Babygirl smoking all my pack
Said she want it from the back
Told my baby i be right back
Told my baby i be right back
Walk in saks and blow a stack
Walk in saks and blow a stack
Walk in saks and blow a stackkk
Writer: Patrick Mccants II
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