T-WORK - 555 Lyrics

I was swingin off the perks
I was swinin off the lean
She came to the moon light
It's as bad as it seems
Told her take cases you'll feel like your dreams
Wake up in the mornin
And we pop some beans
I was souly down
You were down for the team
That's not the right answer
For the money ima fiend
Choppy talkin flame
Pull up on the scene
Red and blue lights
Blaring all sirens

She said she a virgin so the back I had to crack her
I make so much money that the bank think I'm a hacker
She was snitching on the crew so my homie had to stab her
You ever heard of spaceship that shit a slapper
You sound like lil tecca cuz you a whole cappa
I pulled up in phantom and the bitches call me Casper
You was talkin bout yo girl so you know I hadda snatcha
I was movin so much dope up in the school think I'm a trappa
He at me in a tweet so you know I had to whack him
Too many blue faces rubber bands started snappin
I heard it in his raps ya I knew that pussy cappin
He was snitching to the cops then got killed don't know what happened
That boy get no pussy he be in his room just fappin
Bitch it's lil skovie got the choppa automatic
Put a bullet threw his head and now all he see is static
Saw his mom on the news in front a casket that shit tragic

I was swingin off the perks
I was swinin off the lean
She came to the moon light
It's as bad as it seems
Told her take cases you'll feel like your dreams
Wake up in the mornin
And we pop some beans
I was souly down
You were down for the team
That's not the right answer
For the money ima fiend
Choppy talkin flame
Pull up on the scene
Red and blue lights
Blaring all sirens

Ya ya man I got a choopa It gon shoot your brain turn you into pasta
I dont really give a f*ck cuz my squad is on the rosta
And i'm aimin at your dome and imma do this you imposta
You is a fake I be watchin for the jakes
I be runnin I be duckin I be shootin at the fakes
And I dont really give a f*ck cuz you a disgrace
I be runnin in my bag Tay K this is a race
I got 223 and they be shootin at your dome
Imma run up in your home and just like flaunt i'm in my damn zone
I be workin everyday I be workin like a surgeon
Bitches call me doctor miami cuz im poppin
See that lil bitch and I know her heart be throbbin
Ya she like my style, ya she like my shoes
I got gucci I got louis and i'll prolly f*ck your daughter too

I was swingin off the perks
I was swinin off the lean
She came to the moon light
It's as bad as it seems
Told her take cases you'll feel like your dreams
Wake up in the mornin
And we pop some beans
I was souly down
You were down for the team
That's not the right answer
For the money ima fiend
Choppy talkin flame
Pull up on the scene
Red and blue lights
Blaring all sirens