Made It Out - Retch, Tsu Surf

Made It Out - Retch, Tsu Surf

Альбом
After the Verdict
Год
2018
Язык
`Angļu`
Длительность
288500

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Made It Out

Retch, Tsu Surf

Yo, yo, uh

Turn my shit, let motherfuckers hear me

Yo, uh, huh

Guess it’s safe to say we kinda made it out

Never know, now should it, making sales right by the house

Wash Heights, I met with papi, gave me grams in large amounts

Niggas whacking shit in public, then they vanish to the south

Custies came from talking reckless, we put hands all in they mouth

When the kids was watching cartoons, we had hammers in the couch

Always kept a plug, watch you niggas scramble in the drought

Shoutout to the drugs, kept me out the jam without a doubt, yo

I clutch the swammy that was stocky and some beef and broccoli

And smoke a choppy with a mami on my way to papi

You niggas hear me, I don’t think you copy

Yola whipping 'til my wrist is awky, tryna get my wrist on rocky

Crack money up in Aviani

We catch a body, we gon' do it properly

We get it popping like we doing hockey

Killed the spirits down in Abu Dhabi

Freak thotty on my body, tryna give me sloppy

I had some fallouts with some people that done said they got me

I got a pistol in the bed when I lay beside me

When I heard JO told then it really shocked me

You had a problem when you see me, then you should’ve shot me

Growing up, I was troubled, preacher couldn’t got me

Asked me who my role models, I said Meech and Gotti

I had on Gucci when they see me jumping out the Mazi

Fell back on Gucci, keep it G, I’m rapping through Givenchy

I used to hustle out the building, heron made a killing

Selling work, busting cards, and I’m with the drilling

First nigga that I shot at was in the day of light

Had him shook to death, running for his fucking life

Cards is that the reggie used to never swipe

I was 18 on my Huffy, tryna juggle white

I used to fuck most my bitches at a fiend’s house

Now I fuck bitches, swear to God, these niggas dream 'bout

I done really did shit, I gotta keep it with me

Most of my jeans from Amiri, I like how they fit me

When Obama came in office, I was selling 50s

I wasn’t showing up to court, they had to come and get me

Bitch niggas turned state, they really tried to play me

Took it to trial and really won, I swear that shit amaze me

All thanks to the most high

Saint Laurent on me, cool and shaded from the boat side

Got your bitch with me, haha

Pack burner while she sit pretty

Fucking bounce, tell her get with me, nigga, ha

Guess it’s safe to say you kinda made it out

Never know, now should it, making sales right by the house

Wash Heights, I’m out of pocket, getting grams in large amounts

Niggas whacking shit in public, then they vanish to the south

'Cause he came from talking reckless, we throw hands all in his mouth

When the kids was watching cartoons, we had hammers in the couch

Always kept a plug, watch you niggas scramble in the drought

Shoutout to the drugs, kept me out the jam without a doubt, yo

RetcH, what’s up, cuz?

Uh, yo

Paranoid, man, I gotta stay strapped 'cause the opps out

Me and 3 lil homies, I roll the mask on

It’s a motherfucking purge when we pop out

Glocks out, got cooked out back, got stamped

Shoot the neighbourhood, do through damage

It was me, Shortstop, Big Samson

Last night was a movie, she Spanish

Turned grandma crib to a trap spot

MAC fold a nigga up, he a laptop

Sold everything I had, boy, back block

Connect don’t send keys, now he send padlocks

That’s extra, told me throw that ass up, Bowflexer

Like me to spit into her mouth when I sex her

It’s a 30 shot, double clip, heckler

Two times for the niggas ain’t coming back

Go slide, they ain’t out here, we coming back

It was something, he don’t really want none of that

They be talking, they don’t really want none of that

Shit be all about patience, pull up, bang bang out the roof

If it’s beef then this beef tryna leave shit vacant

Crib full of Ps, to the members sign

Put the flip money downstairs in the basement

Foreign thing, darkskin, thick as hell

Had to guess, I don’t know, think the bitch Haitian

Still tryna fuck a nigga even though I told her her times

Mad bitch, a nigga taken

Guess it’s safe to say you kinda made it out

Never know, now should it, making sales right by the house

Wash Heights, I’m out of pocket, getting grams in large amounts

Niggas whacking shit in public, then they vanish to the south

'Cause he came from talking reckless, we throw hands all in his mouth

When the kids was watching cartoons, we had hammers in the couch

Always kept a plug, watch you niggas scramble in the drought

Shoutout to the drugs, kept me out the jam without a doubt, yo

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