TNT (feat. Nafe Smallz)

MCM bag, MCM wallet, don't give her no cash, yeah

WCW, I hit her sometimes, I won't give her half, yeah

These brothers they're here today

Tomorrow they ain't gonna last, nah

I'm coming fast, me and my Gunna

I'm asking a summer, pour away the funnel

I'm breaking the walls, the dope in a tunnel

The flow's getting dumber and dumber

I'm walking with bands and some rubber, in case I fuck her, yeah

In love with the money, my money don't love her

In love with the cash, still doing a runner

In love with the trap, still bagging up Ganja

In love with the hustle, the hustle don't love me

I show too much love, now I'm feeling so empty

Able to see all these bitches on weekends

I ain't going home till I sell at least ten

I ain't going home till I sell at least ten

The come up is magical

Business so tactical

Business Monday, class be on me

Business Monday, class be on me

I am still selling weed, box after box in my GG jeans

Still blowing up like I'm TNT

Still blowing up like I'm TNT, TNT, yeah

Gucci my bag, gushes from Cali

Ain't smokin' no fags, nah

The brick's in the bag

If we get to court, they ain't giving us time, nah

We came from the bottom, my **** they trappy

The zone on the map, ooh

They flooded the trap, they flooded the zone

We ain't going back

They wanted us trapped, yeah

But wait to attack, yeah

You know I'm on a mission, be running to the bag, yeah

I keep my hitters in the back, yeah

I said I'm gonna come up in the body like us

Her ass big, drip no dust hair

She might fuck around and then fall in love, yeah

Better keep her on cuffs, yeah, let's go

The come up is magical

Business so tactical

Business Monday, class be on me

Business Monday, class be on me

I am still selling weed, box after box in my GG jeans

Still blowing up like I'm TNT

Still blowing up like I'm TNT, TNT, yeah

Sittin' in bando's, I'm bagging a pack

Sittin' in Nando's, I'm counting my stack

Sittin' in Nando's, I'm eating a chicken

In the car, I've got me a pack, yeah

Got me a pack, yeah

Pussy brothers won't attack, yeah

Pussy brothers can't attack me

No rap cap, all facts

Bitches come please me, come please

She can't hold no grams on me

I gotta show no love for free

Only thank God, make my peace

It's a long road, hurt my feet

It's a long journey, that I sleep

They cannot help me, it's only me

Yeah, help me, it's only me

The come up is magical

Business so tactical

Business Monday, class be on me

Business Monday, class be on me

I am still selling weed, box after box in my GG jeans

Still blowing up like I'm TNT

Still blowing up like I'm TNT, TNT, yeah

The come up is magical

Business so tactical

Business Monday, class be on me

Jewish money, call it Tel Aviv

I am still selling weed, box after box in my GG jeans

Still blowing up like I'm TNT

Still blowing up like I'm TNT, TNT, yeah