Tuff FT. (Tew-sly, and coh)

Nigga I'm straight, no killing no cop

I'm a first borin so I'm still so fine

Like hold up bitch I left your nigga in a ditch

I ain't never gonna run, I'd lose before I'd run Shoot a nigga

damn he dead But now he think he Tuff Nigga

you a bitch boy

Me and my niggas Tuff I ain't give a fuck

And me and my hood real Tuff

 

Man these niggas be capping to much

Got to many sticks in the crib

Got AK's and glocks Nigga back in this bitch .40 with the clip

Next thing you know I'm living real great

I'm smoking that blunt Block that bitch

cause she still stalking

Fear me nigga

 

Got the blue print to his mansion

We just pulled up to the gate

And jumped it Now I'm walking through this mansion with My glock

It gonna make me untouchable

Now I'm looking for his room Damn this party big

Found him lacking and shot em

Now I'm moving through the shadows

Told him sorry but not sorry Bring the smoke

 

Uh yuh, huh uh, look

I'm back on the beat full horror scene seen his head been in the bin

I'm full steam ahead meet his beet, bees don't leave me be so I bend

His stream cast full of heads, upon his neat meat ridin' he do I spin

His shit, up on the flask I spit this shit in a flash, dine in or carry out

I can send this shit out to-go, Toggin' all your joshin' right out of knoggin' n'

I'm knockin' right through your dome, clockin' shit at light speed,

Like I show speed, don't try my gangsta flow faster than so-nic,

I don't slow down prick, lemme speed up I'm goin' kinda slow,

Reppin 910, 99 problems, but you ain't a bitch so you gotta be a problem

I man handle him, 99 problems 99 X factor ratin' I got your shit on Problemo

Lameo, oh what, you wanna troll me, lmao, try my hitch and see what pitch

You need to get a stitch, Stick to the sticks and stones scrum,

You can never scrub my legacy away, I gave no courtesy

I have no purpose to continue beatin' your jealousy away

Stop feelin' like I'm not puttin' your life in jeopardy dummy

Geo parted ways, if you put ten knifes in your rum, you will die young

I don't give a flyin' fuck, I'm better than all of y'all in battlin'

That's why I got the balls, fuck around n' find out, that's why you don't vote for me

You like to see me fail, failure isn't an option, so let's opt in mother fucker

 

Molly fucking on my kidneys

I can't breathe niggas really want to know what with me

I know you bastards can't keep up

I'm making them Ms I ain't losing these builds

I'm shooting niggas for fun

 

Yeah bitches capping to much fore’ they get capped

Full mags blood drags popping pills before I pass out

When I say we run these streets I mean run down these streets and spray em down no mercy

I ain’t from the hood but I’ll leave ya in the hood of the truck

Bitches tryna get close to me I grip on the Glock and let it spray

Nail in the coffin shoot a bullet through his casket at his funeral just to be sure he’s dead

Broken glass and bent metal bats vs lead filled gats stay strapped

You wanna pull up? Build up some muscle then pull up

 

Nigga I'm straight, no killing no cop

I'm a first borin so I'm still so fine

Like hold up bitch I left your nigga in a ditch

I ain't never gonna run, I'd lose before I'd run Shoot a nigga

damn he dead But now he think he Tuff Nigga

you a bitch boy

Me and my niggas Tuff I ain't give a fuck

And me and my hood real Tuff