smokingskul - tek on me lyrics
[intro]
it’s yung bans and y’all better know i’m f_ckin’ with surreal gang
(taah)
(yeah)
[chorus]
i can tell a real gun from a fake one
you ain’t know the perc fake ’til you take one
you ain’t know about a plate ’til you make one
tec on me, b_tch, i came from a and_one
tec on me, b_tch, i came from the dirt
tec on me, b_tch, i came off a shirt
got that tec on me, b_tch, i’m putting in work
a baby glock make a grown man sit
what? ak, i won’t ball my fist
spinning sh_t, we won’t drop no diss
i can’t f_ck with n_ggas ’cause they sneakin’
he tried to steal from me, then we cut off his wrist
yeah, steal from me, then we cut off yo’ arm
i’m getting to the chicken, get to the parm’
them hillbilly guns, i stay at a farm
b_tch, i’m doing drills like fire alarm
[verse]
yeah, doing drills, i’m active with it
i may tax him if i ain’t with it
we gon’ spin his hood in a four door civic (chapo)
i lie to these n_ggas, i say, “i ain’t did it”
(lied to these n_ggas, i said, “i ain’t do it”)
down bad on my d_ck
i was down bad, but the percs got me through it
i want this sh_t, so i’m finna pursue it
plug gave me that pack, i told that n_gga, “it ain’t really nun’ just to move it”
yeah, run up on that crib, i ain’t gon’ wait for no n_gga just to approve it
you was gon’ slime me? b_tch, i already knew that
you was gon’ slime me? b_tch, i already knew it
yeah, bl!ck on ’em, but he ain’t finna use it
what? b_tch, i did this sh_t one time, it ain’t nun’ to re_do it
what? it ain’t sh_t just to do it again
b_tch, that .76 hit him in his chin
if it’s war with us, then you know we gon’ win
yeah, every day is earth day with that .22, b_tch, you know we gon’ spin
got a mask on with a headband, i’m out here like i’m sliding on rin
[chorus]
i can tell a real gun from a fake one
you ain’t know the perc fake ’til you take one
you ain’t know about a plate ’til you make one
tec on me, b_tch, i came from a and_one
tec on me, b_tch, i came from the dirt
tec on me, b_tch, i came off a shirt
got that tec on me, b_tch, i’m putting in work
a baby glock make a grown man sit
what? ak, i won’t ball my fist
spinning sh_t, we won’t drop no diss
i can’t f_ck with n_ggas ’cause they sneakin’
he tried to steal from me, then we cut off his wrist
yeah, steal from me, then we cut off yo’ arm
i’m getting to the chicken, get to the parm’
them hillbilly guns, i stay at a farm
b_tch, i’m doing drills like fire alarm
[outro]
chapo
(lied to these n_ggas, i said, “i ain’t do it”)
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