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tjmaq - Gringos Lyrics



tjmaq - Gringos Lyrics




I'm comin' up from the top of the hill, bitch I don't give a f*ck, I'ma keep this shit real
I got this bitch in the back with a steel, let's not play with that hoe cause I bet she
Will spill
Pop you like a tab and pop you like pill
Pop another tab and go and see thrills
I got no time to save, got time to kill
I ain't got a lot to say, just tryna chill
I got lil shawty, she suck on the-
I like to switch shit up, smokin' on green and these various drugs
Can never be clean cause I'm sippin' on mud
Think I got your hoe, now give it up
Can't feel shit no more, I'm feelin' numb
I ain't broke no more, I got the funds
You gotta get your stacks up

I'm bouta get these racks up I'ma stack it tall see it from NASA
I'm an alien, quipped with the blaster
Play with my money, I'll show you disaster
I'm on the mic, I'ma show you the master
They just listen to me like the pastor
As I roll up my green in a backwood
It's a day in the life as a bastard
Catch me swervin' in lanes with a pack on my dashboard
This cost a lot on my crash for it
Run me 280, I'm still gonna ask for it
Gettin' green from the plug out RAV4
Been smokin' weed like it's a damn sport
I stay elevated off the damn floor
All the fake shit, man, I been ignored
All the new shit got me really bored
Shit
No for real, like I really snored
Pop the pill, I'ma steal your whore
It's the young TJ in the Gucci store
Muhf*ckas tryna do me wrong
Jack my shit, but I think not
I keep it real till I dead drop
Difference between me and the fakes plot
They on the wrong timing, they ain't hot
Like they born out the womb with a fake watch
Never understand how they can take shots
And they come out from it and they stay flop
I call it commitment
Like Grammy was doin' that shit in the kitchen
She do see the vision
In order to see you must be in position

I flip my whole composition
Just to get back on the mission
Don't give a f*ck and they listen
Gringos always trippin
Why they actin' so suspicious, what?
Life just gon' handle your business, what
F*ck twelve lil' pigglets, boy
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I'm comin' up from the top of the hill, bitch I don't give a f*ck, I'ma keep this shit real
I got this bitch in the back with a steel, let's not play with that hoe cause I bet she
Will spill
Pop you like a tab and pop you like pill
Pop another tab and go and see thrills
I got no time to save, got time to kill
I ain't got a lot to say, just tryna chill
I got lil shawty, she suck on the-
I like to switch shit up, smokin' on green and these various drugs
Can never be clean cause I'm sippin' on mud
Think I got your hoe, now give it up
Can't feel shit no more, I'm feelin' numb
I ain't broke no more, I got the funds
You gotta get your stacks up

I'm bouta get these racks up I'ma stack it tall see it from NASA
I'm an alien, quipped with the blaster
Play with my money, I'll show you disaster
I'm on the mic, I'ma show you the master
They just listen to me like the pastor
As I roll up my green in a backwood
It's a day in the life as a bastard
Catch me swervin' in lanes with a pack on my dashboard
This cost a lot on my crash for it
Run me 280, I'm still gonna ask for it
Gettin' green from the plug out RAV4
Been smokin' weed like it's a damn sport
I stay elevated off the damn floor
All the fake shit, man, I been ignored
All the new shit got me really bored
Shit
No for real, like I really snored
Pop the pill, I'ma steal your whore
It's the young TJ in the Gucci store
Muhf*ckas tryna do me wrong
Jack my shit, but I think not
I keep it real till I dead drop
Difference between me and the fakes plot
They on the wrong timing, they ain't hot
Like they born out the womb with a fake watch
Never understand how they can take shots
And they come out from it and they stay flop
I call it commitment
Like Grammy was doin' that shit in the kitchen
She do see the vision
In order to see you must be in position

I flip my whole composition
Just to get back on the mission
Don't give a f*ck and they listen
Gringos always trippin
Why they actin' so suspicious, what?
Life just gon' handle your business, what
F*ck twelve lil' pigglets, boy
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Writer: Tanner Maqueda
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Language: English
Length: 2:06
Written by: Tanner Maqueda

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