Thuggin' in My White Tee
Lyrics
Aye aye aye aye
I'm thuggin' in my white tee
Don't step on my J's
Look They kinda pricey
These rappers talking spicy
I don't like their energy
Ben Frank is a friend to me
Results of these melodies
Liquor
Convo
Recipes
Women freaky tendencies
Coming out specially
Messing with mentally
She could meet my momma
Mind on those commas
My niggas smoke that ganja
To forget all the trauma
Thuggin in my white tee
Flowing over type beats
That's my life low key
Will I blow
It's likely
Aye aye
Woah woah
The situation dicey
Guns I hear nightly
The block is hot high key
Thuggin in my white tee
Thuggin in my white tee
Aye aye aye aye
Look at me
I'm feeling free
Xavier up on your screen
That's the future I can see
Woah woah woah woah
Melodies that make you freeze
He up on our block
He don't belong here
We make him flee
I can sense the dog in you
Look in the mirror
I tell myself
Do it myself
Ion need no help
Do it myself
Ion need no help
Aye we don't talk to the cops
We some introverts
If you do the consequence
You six feet in the dirt
Don't even tell a lie
You gonna make it worse
Feds tapping phones
So the gang on high alert
The gang on high alert
We going hit you
Hit you first
Gang in this bitch
We going make you
Make you work
Woah
Woah
Woah
Woah
Thuggin in my white tee
Yeah
Woah
Thuggin in my white tee
Gotta bad lil bitch from the dark of the hood
Show me a place where the parking is good
Fifty onna dash
No stopping on this
Wrote this onna plane jetlag got me lit
I sip
Blue face on me no Crip
Gotta lotta cake on her she thick
And I put it in my face no case
Look I love it when the Henny ain't chased
And I never leave change cuz the penny's add up
I been on to new things since you give that ass up
Taking off onna bitch guess I hadda blast up
Put a pause onna bitch if she playing too much
Santa Claus with the dick cuz I keep it wrapped up
And the gang strapped up
Got a couple hittas if I need back up
Coolin with my niggas if my bitch act up
And I ran with this shit never get sacked once
I'm a man in the end
Played with you once I ain't playing again
Smoking on Runtz only pass to my kin
Phone it keep buzzing
Still ain't answering
Tell her I love her but smashing her friend
I'm a demon
No I won't wait till you notice the meaning
Gang in white tees so you know that we gleaming
Stay with some niggas with Rugers and beamers
You sleeping then I Freddy Krueger your dreaming
Thuggin' in my white tee
Thuggin' in my white tee
Aye aye aye aye
I'm thuggin' in my white tee
Don't step on my J's
Look They kinda pricey
These rappers talking spicy
I don't like their energy
Ben Frank is a friend to me
Results of these melodies
Liquor
Convo
Recipes
Women freaky tendencies
Coming out specially
Messing with mentally
She could meet my momma
Mind on those commas
My niggas smoke that ganja
To forget all the trauma
Thuggin in my white tee
Flowing over type beats
That's my life low key
Will I blow
It's likely
Aye aye
Woah woah
The situation dicey
Guns I hear nightly
The block is hot high key
Thuggin in my white tee
Thuggin in my white tee
Aye aye aye aye
Look at me
I'm feeling free
Xavier up on your screen
That's the future I can see
Woah woah woah woah
Melodies that make you freeze
He up on our block
He don't belong here
We make him flee
I can sense the dog in you
Look in the mirror
I tell myself
Do it myself
Ion need no help
Do it myself
Ion need no help
Aye we don't talk to the cops
We some introverts
If you do the consequence
You six feet in the dirt
Don't even tell a lie
You gonna make it worse
Feds tapping phones
So the gang on high alert
The gang on high alert
We going hit you
Hit you first
Gang in this bitch
We going make you
Make you work
Woah
Woah
Woah
Woah
Thuggin in my white tee
Yeah
Woah
Thuggin in my white tee
Gotta bad lil bitch from the dark of the hood
Show me a place where the parking is good
Fifty onna dash
No stopping on this
Wrote this onna plane jetlag got me lit
I sip
Blue face on me no Crip
Gotta lotta cake on her she thick
And I put it in my face no case
Look I love it when the Henny ain't chased
And I never leave change cuz the penny's add up
I been on to new things since you give that ass up
Taking off onna bitch guess I hadda blast up
Put a pause onna bitch if she playing too much
Santa Claus with the dick cuz I keep it wrapped up
And the gang strapped up
Got a couple hittas if I need back up
Coolin with my niggas if my bitch act up
And I ran with this shit never get sacked once
I'm a man in the end
Played with you once I ain't playing again
Smoking on Runtz only pass to my kin
Phone it keep buzzing
Still ain't answering
Tell her I love her but smashing her friend
I'm a demon
No I won't wait till you notice the meaning
Gang in white tees so you know that we gleaming
Stay with some niggas with Rugers and beamers
You sleeping then I Freddy Krueger your dreaming
Thuggin' in my white tee
Thuggin' in my white tee
Writer(s): Alphonzo Copper, Brandon Gorham
Copyright(s): Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
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