TLE part 2 by Youngjadoe Lyrics
Pop up pop out the cut like pop tarts
Sawedoff sHot up the block like Adolf
Hate y’all niggas be hating y’all bitches
Ditches I leave you bitches in ditches
Riches dollars we counting I’m gifted
Splendid ,all of my dollars I spend it
Meant it ,yo hoe she wanna go kick it
Vintage, pistols and killers are wit meh
Dishes y’all washing and cleaning for money
Nigga you working and broke with no money
Dummy
I put this stick to your tummy
Running I got the Glock and I am hunting
Vomit , Glock on my waste and I dump it
Polish , all of my girl nails are polished
Watches , chain on my neck and it’s diamond
Simon, says that , She wanna get violent
Dying all of these niggas stay capping
Lying most of these niggas be rapping
Crying most of you niggas ain’t happy
Dapping me and my mommy my pappy
Nappy dreads on my head pants sagging
Lacking you niggas ain’t even packing
Napkins I shoot the bottles out cabinets
Rack it dollars inside of my mattress
Acne bitches that’s shaking that ass for me
Pass on me most of yall niggas had slept on me
Gts i do not care about company
Run from me
I shoot the club up errr week
23 shoes on my feet like it supposed to be
Noticed me walk out the club with a golden peice
Hopefully none you ops had noticed me
Gts , Glock to your head need groceries
Holding me down on the ground ain’t holding me
Rest In Peace to all the niggas that mess with me
Testing me you get a shot in your sectmy
Heavenly melody I put yo hoe to sleep
Sucking my dick and a nigga can’t gts
Folding me
You couldn’t do it so drop the peace
None of you (cops. or ops) are finding me
Lie to me
None of my girlfriends lie to me
Irony
I shoot the fade on all y’all
Popoff
These niggas cap like captain America
Done with Canada done with America
Shoot out the bando with pistols in the air
Aiming at kids welp life ain’t fair
Busting 11s and macs in the air
Nigga you dare
Running the game and you wasn’t there
Glocks in your face ,you scared wit a stare
Nigga embrace ,cocaine right here
Nigga gone fight, with a whole black bear
Sword and a knife it slice right here
Rolling the dice see if I fight fair
Knife right here gotta Dog right here
Shootouts blast in the mall out here
Parks mall got 2 Glocks out here
Walk off for you get shot out here
Knock off you been a op out here
Toe tag drinking the lean like beer
Deer , frozen and opened your ears
Steer , pull off and driving off piers
Weird , all of my niggas are weird
Tle part 2
Sawedoff sHot up the block like Adolf
Hate y’all niggas be hating y’all bitches
Ditches I leave you bitches in ditches
Riches dollars we counting I’m gifted
Splendid ,all of my dollars I spend it
Meant it ,yo hoe she wanna go kick it
Vintage, pistols and killers are wit meh
Dishes y’all washing and cleaning for money
Nigga you working and broke with no money
Dummy
I put this stick to your tummy
Running I got the Glock and I am hunting
Vomit , Glock on my waste and I dump it
Polish , all of my girl nails are polished
Watches , chain on my neck and it’s diamond
Simon, says that , She wanna get violent
Dying all of these niggas stay capping
Lying most of these niggas be rapping
Crying most of you niggas ain’t happy
Dapping me and my mommy my pappy
Nappy dreads on my head pants sagging
Lacking you niggas ain’t even packing
Napkins I shoot the bottles out cabinets
Rack it dollars inside of my mattress
Acne bitches that’s shaking that ass for me
Pass on me most of yall niggas had slept on me
Gts i do not care about company
Run from me
I shoot the club up errr week
23 shoes on my feet like it supposed to be
Noticed me walk out the club with a golden peice
Hopefully none you ops had noticed me
Gts , Glock to your head need groceries
Holding me down on the ground ain’t holding me
Rest In Peace to all the niggas that mess with me
Testing me you get a shot in your sectmy
Heavenly melody I put yo hoe to sleep
Sucking my dick and a nigga can’t gts
Folding me
You couldn’t do it so drop the peace
None of you (cops. or ops) are finding me
Lie to me
None of my girlfriends lie to me
Irony
I shoot the fade on all y’all
Popoff
These niggas cap like captain America
Done with Canada done with America
Shoot out the bando with pistols in the air
Aiming at kids welp life ain’t fair
Busting 11s and macs in the air
Nigga you dare
Running the game and you wasn’t there
Glocks in your face ,you scared wit a stare
Nigga embrace ,cocaine right here
Nigga gone fight, with a whole black bear
Sword and a knife it slice right here
Rolling the dice see if I fight fair
Knife right here gotta Dog right here
Shootouts blast in the mall out here
Parks mall got 2 Glocks out here
Walk off for you get shot out here
Knock off you been a op out here
Toe tag drinking the lean like beer
Deer , frozen and opened your ears
Steer , pull off and driving off piers
Weird , all of my niggas are weird
Tle part 2