TG Bands - Disclosure lyrics

Man she said I’m so mysterious Hold on Cha Shordy she curious and all that like It’s TG motherfu*king Bands ni**a Cha Slim hair, thick waist Shordy on me Cha Look I was just chatting my ni**a ni**as gotta listen up, hold on You know my big body I’m a big stepper ni**a Hold on Lemme talk my sh*t you heard? That’s a fact Yeah I be with my real ni**as all my big demons Shordy on me all the time she be fu*king tweaking (tweaking) I be telling my ni**as we gonna get richer I be telling my ni**as we gonna make figures Yeah I be walking with that big step Shordy on me yeah Cha She like my vibe, she love the way I’m talking Milly rocking all the time she love the way I’m popping TG Bands all the time she loving me I’m chopping (huh) I step on the court they like watch him (huh) I might just brush him Pussy ni**a I might rush him Teach him a lesson Pussy ni**a I'm a legend He ain't ready I'ma give him that seven Different timing you ain't ready Hold on I move like Magic, poof poof then I vanish (cha) Yeah my ni**a my shot be ready, shoot that sh*t like I’m Reggie (huh) Cash bank money Yeah that sh*t feel so lovely Stupid ni**a I don’t play, no dummy We about to get to this money Like They know my vibe with me (huh) Pussy ni**a don’t try don’t test me, back out the semi Shoot that rock, he ain’t ready Get wet like Betty Yeah my shooters on go We gon' shoot it get deadly We might just Empty out the whole clip Shoot that ni**a get him dismissed Stupid ni**a I don’t talk sh*t All my ni**as get big chips, like Gotta get this (huh) I don’t do that politicking or that fiction Yeah these fu*k ni**as lack vision I got that 2020 for the vision I don't compete, there's no competition (you know the fu*kin vibes) When I speak you better just listen I need a bad b*tch that's submissive Money on my mind so I get it ni**a don’t know me Always predicting Look at the way I be dripping Yeah I'm one in a million I gotta go and just get it They copy, they paste, they edit sh*t don't add up like mathematics ni**as always just be capping Tgbands always about the action I could never just be capping Stupid ni**as they be cap rapping Like my ni**a that tragic Hold on Gotta stick to the tactics Lay it up for the basket Yeah I’m a savage Split these ni**as like a fraction I feel the fake cause I’m reactive Gotta stay away from the evil eye Cause ni**as tell me lies Hold on I Look in the mirror eye to eye and I thank god to be alive I see the realist ni**a just in disguise I could never tell no lie I see the fake ni**as in disguise Cha So I keep god by my side I thank God to be alive