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Sl!ck — Tengen Toppa
Artist: → Sl!ck
Sl!ck — Tengen Toppa — lyrics
{hook: sl!ck}
Bet if i come though i be drilling shit, call me simon
You out here saving bitches, i’m not a hero
Welcome to underworld lil bitch, we ready for war
So get on the floor ayy, we drill to the core
I got a yoko, she get lit bitch
And she gonna no-scope, so don’t get hit bitch
I call up the guys and they sliding
You know the underworld mobbing
Wake up, lagann
Nigga, ain’t no one surviving
{verse 1: sl!ck}
Watch when i slide
Nigga ain’t nobody gon’ survive
You gon die
Faster than kamina, that’s no lie
Don’t fuck with the underworld squad
And if you do
Then don’t be surprised when
Like simon they call me the digger (uh)
Cause i’m finna bury you niggas (uh)
What figures (uh)
Kamina gave me the trigger (uh)
Viral
I bet a nigga go viral
Anti spiral
Underworld flyer than spyro
Bullying shit my name tyrone
I’m pulling strings, shiloh
And i like my bitch shallow
I wet em up, cyclone
{hook: sl!ck}
Bet if i come though i be drilling shit, call me simon
You out here saving bitches, i’m not a hero
Welcome to underworld lil bitch, we ready for war
So get on the floor ayy, we drill to the core
I got a yoko, she get lit bitch
And she gonna no-scope, so don’t get hit bitch
I call up the guys and they sliding
You know the underworld mobbing
Wake up, lagann
Nigga, ain’t no one surviving
{verse 2: haztik}
Mission to mission i’m living a campaign
He got out too early now the block act strange
Sirens all around, i guess his ass sang cause
New hoe, my bed
I gave her some back pain
He put a beam up on his pole cause that nigga lack aim
Green on the whole team right now
This shit look like a pack game
And i make them all jump around
Because my house, it had pain
This that real shit
I don’t know where you come from
But we throwing out rockstar sets
That mean we dump drums, my god
What you wanna do, we did that
Break her off no kit kat
Don’t know that bitch like riff raff
In backwoods, zig zag
New opp, big pack
We smoke him and his clan
Sl!ck, callon
Gangland, ballad
We out of state with this shit cause every hood we valid
And i can do this shit all through the wire
It’s not a challenge
{verse 3: callon b}
B on his feet, b on the boards
Feeling complete, we on a tour
We finna soar, they wanna preach? we are the lords
This my tale no gaiden
I was made in his likeness
Kami know i can guide them
Say they ain’t fucking with underworld dog they be lying
Lord know i be vibing
I strike like a viper
Stand tall as a titan
My sensory’s heightened
Racks, racks
Keep em clinched in a tight fist
Facts, facts
Send the pack imma light it
Glaze gold got a honeycomb
And that’s my drip (bzzzzz)
I got your back, yeah i’m on that type shit
(hoot hoot hoot hoot)
Bee-drill i’m a hive mind
I gotta mind mine, stay in my business
They wanna take my position
Seeing me winning, they different
They wasn’t with it, they quitting
They want really my kindred
All of them really a hindrance
Free mind i’m acquitted
B line through the mission
Seaside now i’m chillin
We live in the villa
We ride independent
Digicrest on the pendant
{hook: sl!ck}
Bet if i come though i be drilling shit, call me simon
You out here saving bitches, i’m not a hero
Welcome to underworld lil bitch, we ready for war
So get on the floor ayy, we drill to the core
I got a yoko, she get lit bitch
And she gonna no-scope, so don’t get hit bitch
I call up the guys and they sliding
You know the underworld mobbing
Wake up, lagann
Nigga, ain’t no one surviving
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