Testo di 'Tag Team (feat. Lil Sammie)' di Cuban Doll

I'm so fucked up off this perc
I'm so fucked up off this earth
You still fucked up, out that bitch
I'm still get my money, work
If you scared go to church
Me and my niggas gon' hurt ya
Lil brother fourteen, pull up he gon' serve ya
We don't trust these bitches, every week, it's a murder
I can make you famous, cause your name, we ain't heard of

Young nigga, I be on that don shit
Pull up to the block, hundred round on that drum stick
See me better run bitch, I hold this gun for fun bitch
I got a lot of funds bitch, I don't fuck with counterfeit
Bad bitch yeah she on my dick
She just wanna mean shit, but she can't even get a kiss
Kick that bitch up out the whip

That Draco got banana clips
I'm smoking on the loudest shit
You fucking with the baddest bitch
I only fuck with savages
Calling all shots, I'm running shit just like the captain bitch
Nigga play me wrong, it's gon' fuck round be a casualty
Fuck your graveyard, we don't give fuck bout your property
Niggas wanna talk, man they ass always stalking me
Must thought this was batman, hell nah, you ain't robbing me
Higher then a bitch hell nah ain't no Chinese

I'm so fucked up off this perc
I'm so fucked up off this earth
You still fucked up, out that bitch
I'm still get my money, work
If you scared go to church
Me and my niggas gon' hurt ya
Lil brother fourteen, pull up he gon' serve ya
We don't trust these bitches, every week, it's a murder
I can make you famous, cause your name, we ain't heard of

I call up the gang, lil' nigga they gon' murder
I call up the gang, lil' nigga we gon' murk ya