Tonne by CONFICTION Lyrics
[Intro: JiMiTri]
He's gonna be like "You little fucks"
LET'S GET THIS SHIT STARTED
[Verse 1: JiMiTri]
Foil or brass beat your ass like slap shot
Slap chop your clique then dash with the cash drop
On my own beats, eat 'em up like Hannibal
Meet a hundred bitches, living life like Galahad
Pull up with the coconuts cracking lad
Actin like it’s a new Cadillac, riding life saddled back
Radical
Naughty baby speakin' like an asshole
For a couple laughs, right jab at a glass jaw
Slack off, hackin' all the limbs off
Deadass, rap all year with the Timbs off
Tick tock, click a dick like I’m Vince Vaughan
Wrist hot, Timex ain’t no drip y’all
Still hot, we goodie, we litty
With a whole drop, move city
New living, and we stall lots, brew sippy
And a Q sitting, waiting for the execution of the village
[Hook: JiMiTri]
(Guess I gotta do it again)
Got 16 tons
Ain't no use I'm just havin' fun
Ain't got not gun
Comin' with the left, and the right ones done
Got 16 tons
Ain't no use I'm just havin' fun
(Guess I gotta do it again)
Ain't got not gun
Comin' with the left, and the right ones done
[Verse 2: Iroh]
Figured out that the ceilings was too low
So I count it up like uno
Uno million on my plate
I dream't of it on all my dates
I couldn’t focus, couldn’t blow this up into the skies
With all the eyes on me
Figured I’d be my own demise (demise)
Yeah we just started with nothing hand
But we building it up, and we getting the fans
So they rush to the stands
And they rush for our words
I’m rushing the world, and I’m rushing with girls
Cause I play to my roots, and I’ll play and I’ll lose
No need for your news, I ain’t really that moved
And I’m ready to move, and I’m ready to shoot
Words don’t mean shit
So watch the next move
And yeah I’m shooting
But not for the skies, for the stars
Fuck the guys who telling lies
That’s simple enough
But Y’all don’t give a fuck
Simplicity is key, and that’s all on me
And the melodies
Just listen to it once so you can hear our very own symphony
[Hook: JiMiTri]
(Guess I gotta do it again)
Got 16 tons
Ain't no use I'm just havin' fun
Ain't got not gun
Comin' with the left, and the right ones done
Got 16 tons
Ain't no use I'm just havin' fun
(Guess I gotta do it again)
Ain't got not gun
Comin' with the left, and the right ones done
[Verse 3: Jymera]
[Hook: JiMiTri]
(Guess I gotta do it again)
Got 16 tons
Ain't no use I'm just havin' fun
Ain't got not gun
Comin' with the left, and the right ones done
Got 16 tons
Ain't no use I'm just havin' fun
(Guess I gotta do it again)
Ain't got not gun
Comin' with the left, and the right ones done
He's gonna be like "You little fucks"
LET'S GET THIS SHIT STARTED
[Verse 1: JiMiTri]
Foil or brass beat your ass like slap shot
Slap chop your clique then dash with the cash drop
On my own beats, eat 'em up like Hannibal
Meet a hundred bitches, living life like Galahad
Pull up with the coconuts cracking lad
Actin like it’s a new Cadillac, riding life saddled back
Radical
Naughty baby speakin' like an asshole
For a couple laughs, right jab at a glass jaw
Slack off, hackin' all the limbs off
Deadass, rap all year with the Timbs off
Tick tock, click a dick like I’m Vince Vaughan
Wrist hot, Timex ain’t no drip y’all
Still hot, we goodie, we litty
With a whole drop, move city
New living, and we stall lots, brew sippy
And a Q sitting, waiting for the execution of the village
[Hook: JiMiTri]
(Guess I gotta do it again)
Got 16 tons
Ain't no use I'm just havin' fun
Ain't got not gun
Comin' with the left, and the right ones done
Got 16 tons
Ain't no use I'm just havin' fun
(Guess I gotta do it again)
Ain't got not gun
Comin' with the left, and the right ones done
[Verse 2: Iroh]
Figured out that the ceilings was too low
So I count it up like uno
Uno million on my plate
I dream't of it on all my dates
I couldn’t focus, couldn’t blow this up into the skies
With all the eyes on me
Figured I’d be my own demise (demise)
Yeah we just started with nothing hand
But we building it up, and we getting the fans
So they rush to the stands
And they rush for our words
I’m rushing the world, and I’m rushing with girls
Cause I play to my roots, and I’ll play and I’ll lose
No need for your news, I ain’t really that moved
And I’m ready to move, and I’m ready to shoot
Words don’t mean shit
So watch the next move
And yeah I’m shooting
But not for the skies, for the stars
Fuck the guys who telling lies
That’s simple enough
But Y’all don’t give a fuck
Simplicity is key, and that’s all on me
And the melodies
Just listen to it once so you can hear our very own symphony
[Hook: JiMiTri]
(Guess I gotta do it again)
Got 16 tons
Ain't no use I'm just havin' fun
Ain't got not gun
Comin' with the left, and the right ones done
Got 16 tons
Ain't no use I'm just havin' fun
(Guess I gotta do it again)
Ain't got not gun
Comin' with the left, and the right ones done
[Verse 3: Jymera]
[Hook: JiMiTri]
(Guess I gotta do it again)
Got 16 tons
Ain't no use I'm just havin' fun
Ain't got not gun
Comin' with the left, and the right ones done
Got 16 tons
Ain't no use I'm just havin' fun
(Guess I gotta do it again)
Ain't got not gun
Comin' with the left, and the right ones done