[«Tom and Jerry» lyrics]
[Intro: Ato Woody]
Girls and boys, come out to play (come out to play)
Leave your dinner, leave your sleep (leave your sleep)
Come with a whoop and come with a call (with a call)
Got the mandem on the call (go)
[Verse 1: Ato Woody]
I’m really cool with the heat I give you in these bars I mean that none of you
Can do what I actually do, that’s crazy flow
Willing to give my all to the music, cuh that’s only ting that makes me go
You little chit chatters better stay low
When I hear your bars, I’m like «that’s slow»
Party’s done, everybody go home
No man, no I will never go broke
No man no I will never gеt bored, cuh it gives me joy bucking thеse h**s
Gyal-gyal see my post on gram like «wow», she share and like, double tap, that’s facts
Rappers be hatin on me too much, they be callin me butter cuh I spread too fast
Smoke this beat like I’m bunnin js, it’s «A» star cali and the fumes go in and out
Do it for the art and I do it for the streets, I was never chasing clout, no doubt
Snakes in the grass, there’s no one ‘mong you twats that I really can trust
You man there never back your bros and run so fast when the shots get bussed
Chat too much get turned into dust, we gonna fry you man to the crust
Put you lot in a spliff filled to the brim, spark it up then we puff puff pass
[Intro: Ato Woody]
Girls and boys, come out to play (come out to play)
Leave your dinner, leave your sleep (leave your sleep)
Come with a whoop and come with a call (with a call)
Got the mandem on the call (go)
[Verse 1: Ato Woody]
I’m really cool with the heat I give you in these bars I mean that none of you
Can do what I actually do, that’s crazy flow
Willing to give my all to the music, cuh that’s only ting that makes me go
You little chit chatters better stay low
When I hear your bars, I’m like «that’s slow»
Party’s done, everybody go home
No man, no I will never go broke
No man no I will never gеt bored, cuh it gives me joy bucking thеse h**s
Gyal-gyal see my post on gram like «wow», she share and like, double tap, that’s facts
Rappers be hatin on me too much, they be callin me butter cuh I spread too fast
Smoke this beat like I’m bunnin js, it’s «A» star cali and the fumes go in and out
Do it for the art and I do it for the streets, I was never chasing clout, no doubt
Snakes in the grass, there’s no one ‘mong you twats that I really can trust
You man there never back your bros and run so fast when the shots get bussed
Chat too much get turned into dust, we gonna fry you man to the crust
Put you lot in a spliff filled to the brim, spark it up then we puff puff pass
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