Tussin

If a man's got his shank and you've got your shank
I beg you don't panic
The story be tragic I back out my suttin
I push it in stomachs
'Dey say Harlem Spartans' on nothing
Say Harlem Spartans' some rappers
Harlem Spartans' out there marching
Back out the 'tings on faggots
If a man's got his shank and you've got your shank
I beg you don't panic
The story be tragic I back out my suttin
I push it in stomachs
'Dey say Harlem Spartans' on nothing
Say Harlem Spartans' some rappers
Harlem Spartans' out there marching
Back out the 'tings on faggots

Mackin' on these bitches mane
I pop 4 percs to keep me sane
Still staring at mistakes a waste
Go splash some water on my face
Watchu fucking heard?
These fuckboy's getting on my nerves
I make a sucker bite the curb
If you not careful with your words
You better watch me close
Fuck you hoe
Watchu know ain't nothing hoe
All these fuckers stalk my instagram and they can't even rap
Ain't no cap I'm preaching that
Smoke 20 cigs up in the lac
My trigger finger flicking ash
Stay fiending for the fuckin' mac
Fuck a gat

If a man's got his shank and you've got your shank
I beg you don't panic
The story be tragic I back out my suttin
I push it in stomachs
'Dey say Harlem Spartans' on nothing
Say Harlem Spartans' some rappers
Harlem Spartans' out there marching
Back out the 'tings on faggots

Drugging ducking sipping tussin
Get this AK fucking bussin
Tell a hoe to get the fuck if she ain't here to suck it
Fuck it
ten0 meds up in my stomach
Masked up creeping for that funding
Mixing dope in with the crack
I'll turn your hood into Iraq
You said that it's on sight but it ain't me who gone die
Fuck that
Truth is feel like Gucci
Not single y'all gone shoot me
Rap like Ruby
Your bitch a groupie
Acting like y'all never knew me
Itching off that fucking Fenty
Fuck your plug bitch I got plenty

If a man's got his shank and you've got your shank
I beg you don't panic
The story be tragic I back out my suttin
I push it in stomachs
'Dey say Harlem Spartans' on nothing
Say Harlem Spartans' some rappers
Harlem Spartans' out there marching
Back out the 'tings on faggots

Kennington where it started like
Kennington where my heart is
See the opposition get starving like
My G TG ay bark it
Right step when I'm marching
Dip-dip Prince have him dancing
I beg you pardon?
SA or Sav get out there and clart him