Kream Team - TNT lyrics

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Kream Team - TNT lyrics

[Verse 1: Khris P] Okay now fire in Tacoma Kush stanking aroma Call the ambulance, mama, because I think he a goner Oh sh**, oh sh**, oh sh** Damn, they expect me to blow up Big truck full of hoes, all water we rolling And your b**h a loose booty, I don't want her n***a Like my b**hes real snooty, they won't talk to you n***as And my sh**, I might lose it, lace my boots like a k**er All cash, pump four, can I get me a fill-up Staying strong like the chief Yeah you know how we rocking Sock a n***a in his mouth so hard, his jaw popped a socket Met the plug, he was short, pulled the cord, cut his power Wasn't doing it too big, so I switched up to robbing Locked, popped, and dropped them She pop, lock, and drop it on me O.G. kusheroni fill my car with sour every hour I been working, my muscle up like towers Twin ninas popping, talk sh**, they some bada** daughters FYI, I.F.Y. is back like you can't block spam God damn, spaced out off the moon rocks I cannot land Aw damn, NASA put my mind on ebay On top, I am Cosmos walked in, you selling wolf tickets, got no fans [Hook: Khris P] Why you acting like you on, little b**h? Why you lying on your song, little b**h? Gotta keep it real til I'm rich Little b**h, little b**h get rich Why you acting like you on, little b**h? Why you lying on your song, little b**h? Gotta keep it real til I'm rich Little b**h, little b**h get rich [Hook: EvergreenOne] Why you acting like you on, little b**h? Why you lying on your song, little b**h? Gotta keep it real til I'm rich Little b**h, little b**h get rich Why you acting like you on, little b**h? Why you lying on your song, little b**h? Gotta keep it real til I'm rich Little b**h, little b**h get rich [Hook: EvergreenOne] Big Glen pull up, I hop out the whip and them b**hes like "Holy Moly" Got dope in my sock, I'm up in your face It's time to get loaded, loaded Big Glen pull up, I hop out the whip and them b**hes like "Holy Moly" Got dope in my sock, I'm up in your face It's time to get loaded, loaded If you don't like me, I want you to play this and die Look in these eyes Nothing but money gon' keep me alive Up in your house and I f** on your wife About to go get it, I'm running with k**ers I'm popping a pilly, I'm whipping a Honda She run with the [?] I think we in love, yeah Gimme your d**, boy Bought a ticket straight to hell, yeah Imma never take a L, nah Hope my uncle doing well Do a feature with Adele, yeah f**ed up with the handle on me Light a candle for me, I'm prepared to die This for life, I got it tatted on me Know you rattled, homie, I ain't scared to die, it's I.F.Y [Hook: Khris P] Why you acting like you on, little b**h? Why you lying on your song, little b**h? Gotta keep it real til I'm rich Little b**h, little b**h get rich Why you acting like you on, little b**h? Why you lying on your song, little b**h? Gotta keep it real til I'm rich Little b**h, little b**h get rich [Hook: Ugly Frank] Why you acting like you on, little b**h? Why you lying on your song, little b**h? Gotta keep it real til I'm rich Little b**h, little b**h get rich Why you acting like you on, little b**h? Why you lying on your song, little b**h? Gotta keep it real til I'm rich Little b**h, little b**h get rich [Verse 3: Ugly Frank] And I'm a million dollar n***a, I'm addicted to shine My house phone on blow, got a brick on my line I move from state to state to state, I gotta switch every time I give a f** about a b**h, I leave a b**h in the blind I walk around with thirty thousand just to sh** on a guy I'm hitting lick on p**y, n***a, cut my [?] And if you broke then that's a no-go Go, go get on your grind I'm not a big titty hoe, I'm just a pimp in my mind But I still hop out and I park my car And I pop my trunk and I be like "b**h!" What you doing, giving y'all the chips That is not enough, hoe, strip f** your problems, work your body Birkenstocks and Murcielagos in my whip Girl you know your father ain't sh** I'm the horny papa you get Jump for joy, I'm Jordan with the bricks Break a board and make it backflip Big ol' Porsches with the spoiler kits Can't afford it, mortgage off your b**h f** the forgery, s*uts adore me Plus implore me, and orgy all on my dick Hoe, you know your father ain't sh** I'm the horny papa you get