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Tyepacino - 444.0 Lyrics



Tyepacino - 444.0 Lyrics
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[ Featuring Justoo ]

Lusion I told you don't do it
Yeah I smoke designer but right now I'm rocking Diesel
Always knew that I was gifted and was dope ain't need no needle
I got ways to get it fast as Sonic but that shit ain't legal
Yeah my new bitch like my old bitch swear these vibes feel like sequel
We don't vibe cuz you deceitful
Backwards love the shit was evol
Yeah you crossed the line we was congruent but not equal
I been on the same shit
Feel like you can get yo brain hit
Feel like I'm smoking in the wind; can't get my flame lit
But I won't fumble when it's my time
And I ain't really violent but for my guys leave your top bloody like mai-tais
It's a time for everyone to go but see not I
FA FA
Keep them bips to alter my time
I, I
Don't do no hating from the sideline
When I drop it's a flood bitch it's a high tide
This .9 a sing like "La La"
I get high to talk to LaLa it's a problem 3 times a day need my daily dose of zaza
Strictly business on my phone this bitch a hotline
Onna
Wake up who tryn book what can't keep my week straight
My bitch say "Ooh you so bougie, I ain't no cheap date"
I guess I'm toxic; wanna f*ck 3 times a day but say I need space
Tye say I'm wilding
Cool 100 on the e-way
F*ck that GPS I take the me way
I told him "Bro chill out I got it
And don't trip bout the small shit cuz we bigger than our problems" (Sk)
Oh this our exit hit the e-brake
These days
Hold up let me light the blunt for Pete's sake
These days
They be doing alotta he say she say
If I had a hunnit for every bitch in my Keepsafe (Uh huh)
I could f*ck round start a me bank (Fasho)
I'm elite rank
Ain't complaining 'bout support I never need thanks yeah
That's cuz all my life knew I was one of one
I'm moving fast everyday I got my gunna gun
I'm racing way past what the dash say cuz the governor gone
Take a blunt ride f*ck the mileage
I'm aligned it's like my life on autopilot now
I ain't worried bout no obstacles I knock 'em down
Trust that something that you did is why you not around
Feeling like Ace Hood I had a dream I woke up in a new Bugatti
Give me 13 reasons I shouldn't flip the doors and suicide 'em
Can't hold my tongue for nobody don't do no euphemizing
Got all 3 eyes on the dollars ain't no Illuminati
Twin gone pull up innat Dodge not a Neon
I ain't even reach my prime yet I ain't Deion
Telling Niige "I can't f*ck with them n****s, man dem peon"
Just talked to God asked him to put me in that Demon
Or that AMG Mercedez
C
63 on North Ave I'm doing 80
Standard clip plus one in the head hold a Peyton
For any n***a tryn get me close to Satan
Everyone around got heat let's get to baking
Or have a bitch line you on IG, I get to thinking
I just dropped a deuce of the green my syrup sinking
From the day that I was born the world was mine that's for the taking
Now n****s charged off the Ps I used to take 'em
Never again, might tip the weed man just to thank him
Out of town and ain't got the bip, might gotta bank 'em
Can't show me one of us that's gone for none it ain't one
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English

Lusion I told you don't do it
Yeah I smoke designer but right now I'm rocking Diesel
Always knew that I was gifted and was dope ain't need no needle
I got ways to get it fast as Sonic but that shit ain't legal
Yeah my new bitch like my old bitch swear these vibes feel like sequel
We don't vibe cuz you deceitful
Backwards love the shit was evol
Yeah you crossed the line we was congruent but not equal
I been on the same shit
Feel like you can get yo brain hit
Feel like I'm smoking in the wind; can't get my flame lit
But I won't fumble when it's my time
And I ain't really violent but for my guys leave your top bloody like mai-tais
It's a time for everyone to go but see not I
FA FA
Keep them bips to alter my time
I, I
Don't do no hating from the sideline
When I drop it's a flood bitch it's a high tide
This .9 a sing like "La La"
I get high to talk to LaLa it's a problem 3 times a day need my daily dose of zaza
Strictly business on my phone this bitch a hotline
Onna
Wake up who tryn book what can't keep my week straight
My bitch say "Ooh you so bougie, I ain't no cheap date"
I guess I'm toxic; wanna f*ck 3 times a day but say I need space
Tye say I'm wilding
Cool 100 on the e-way
F*ck that GPS I take the me way
I told him "Bro chill out I got it
And don't trip bout the small shit cuz we bigger than our problems" (Sk)
Oh this our exit hit the e-brake
These days
Hold up let me light the blunt for Pete's sake
These days
They be doing alotta he say she say
If I had a hunnit for every bitch in my Keepsafe (Uh huh)
I could f*ck round start a me bank (Fasho)
I'm elite rank
Ain't complaining 'bout support I never need thanks yeah
That's cuz all my life knew I was one of one
I'm moving fast everyday I got my gunna gun
I'm racing way past what the dash say cuz the governor gone
Take a blunt ride f*ck the mileage
I'm aligned it's like my life on autopilot now
I ain't worried bout no obstacles I knock 'em down
Trust that something that you did is why you not around
Feeling like Ace Hood I had a dream I woke up in a new Bugatti
Give me 13 reasons I shouldn't flip the doors and suicide 'em
Can't hold my tongue for nobody don't do no euphemizing
Got all 3 eyes on the dollars ain't no Illuminati
Twin gone pull up innat Dodge not a Neon
I ain't even reach my prime yet I ain't Deion
Telling Niige "I can't f*ck with them n****s, man dem peon"
Just talked to God asked him to put me in that Demon
Or that AMG Mercedez
C
63 on North Ave I'm doing 80
Standard clip plus one in the head hold a Peyton
For any n***a tryn get me close to Satan
Everyone around got heat let's get to baking
Or have a bitch line you on IG, I get to thinking
I just dropped a deuce of the green my syrup sinking
From the day that I was born the world was mine that's for the taking
Now n****s charged off the Ps I used to take 'em
Never again, might tip the weed man just to thank him
Out of town and ain't got the bip, might gotta bank 'em
Can't show me one of us that's gone for none it ain't one
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Writer: Justin Campbell, Tyler Moore
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Performed By: Tyepacino
Featuring: Justoo
Language: English
Length: 3:01
Written by: Justin Campbell, Tyler Moore

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