T.M.S by BOTZ - Zona

T.M.S by BOTZ - Zona

Lyrics

I ain’t come here to fuck around,

If what I got tucked gets upped,

it’s busting rounds,

Trunk banging real heavy,

On the box Chevy,

I promise you gone die,

If God let me,

Now he dead,

Now he dead,

Now he dead,

I got a 50k price tag attached to my head,

Yeeeea

You know I speak facts,

They started as a gang,

Now we smoke em by the pack.

Said,

Yeeeea

I speak facts,

They started off a gang,

Now they getting smoked by the pack.

We took a few of they souls,

And they can’t bring them back,

I Been bout it,

Since the day I was born,

Knocked off they block,

Now it all scorn,

Had a lot of friends,

Opps came and kill a few,

Now it’s war every-time we see them lil dudes,

Never knew nothing else,

All I know is how to thug,

Got a fat ass stash,

With nothing but cash and drugs,

Got it,

Under my rug,

shit underneath the tile,

Had to dig it extra deep,

Cause of how big it got piled,

This the only bitch they can’t leash,

I’m Too wild,

That they gotta put me to sleep

Bringing euthanasia,

Back in style,

Im Walking problems,

Im trouble,

Let me hold them tax returns,

And I bet I make them double,

Tripled,

Quadrupled

I love seeing nipples,

Pockets all swole,

Like a pure breaded pitbull,

Pockets all swole like a full grown bully,

cartel connections,

Shooters doing drills in a dually,

Life made of diamonds,

Living life fully,

Wrist so gold,

Shining,

Fuck king Midas,

You only be hating because my pockets be the widest,

If you hungry for some trouble,

I got a knuckle sandwich with fruit punch,

It got beef that you can’t digest.

That’s it,

My case,

I rest,

My case

I rest,

I ain’t come here to fuck around,

If what I got tucked gets upped,

Then it’s busting rounds,

Trunk banging real heavy,

On the box Chevy,

I promise you gone die,

If God let me,

Now he dead,

Now he dead,

Now he dead,

I got a 50k price tag attached to my head,

Yeeeea

You know I speak facts,

They started as a gang,

Now we smoke em by the pack.

Said,

Yeeeea

I speak facts,

They started off a gang,

Now they getting smoked by the pack.

We took a few of they souls,

And they can’t bring them back,

That’s oooon my souuul.

Don’t start off on the block,

And end in a hole.