Never Knew Booter Bee (Ft. Teeway)
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[Intro]
(Sebz Beats, baby)
[Verse 1: Teeway]
Mixing loose with the magic, I never knew how to slap it
I'm from a fucked up block where nitties looting for packet
Fuck a deuce when I back it, I'll leave juice on your jacket
Fill the carbs with that grease, microwave when I crack it
Forty G's in the telly, turning B's into readies
Twenty fiends and I'm steady, I used to sleep on the settee
My nigga T copped the dezzie, niggas squeezing like jezzies
I nevеr knew bout nothing till I was seeping in petty
[Verse 2: Booter Bee]
Nevеr knew about this life and how deep the road gets
Now I'm strapped up, blacked out in this '010
Bro died, felt to go and kill the whole ends
Pull back the hammer, if I see 'em, I'll smoke them
I shot Tooch, I shot Mini, then I did it again
Said I won't ride out and now I'm spinning again
They sent me HMP and I was drilling in pen
Bro chest shot a Javz, now we're billing his head
[Verse 3: Teeway]
I never knew how to rock it, I had to learn how to rock it
Pissy O.T. cats, I put that work in my pocket
Forty bells, fuck a rocket, bells fly when I cock it
Hella work on the street and hella work from the socket
Had to trap with hella wraps, VVS's for these waps
Dirty Wesson on my lap, niggas stressing over scraps
I've slapped grown men already but I could get a nigga whacked
Dingers burning by the bushes, hoodie's turning into ash
(Sebz Beats, baby)
[Verse 1: Teeway]
Mixing loose with the magic, I never knew how to slap it
I'm from a fucked up block where nitties looting for packet
Fuck a deuce when I back it, I'll leave juice on your jacket
Fill the carbs with that grease, microwave when I crack it
Forty G's in the telly, turning B's into readies
Twenty fiends and I'm steady, I used to sleep on the settee
My nigga T copped the dezzie, niggas squeezing like jezzies
I nevеr knew bout nothing till I was seeping in petty
[Verse 2: Booter Bee]
Nevеr knew about this life and how deep the road gets
Now I'm strapped up, blacked out in this '010
Bro died, felt to go and kill the whole ends
Pull back the hammer, if I see 'em, I'll smoke them
I shot Tooch, I shot Mini, then I did it again
Said I won't ride out and now I'm spinning again
They sent me HMP and I was drilling in pen
Bro chest shot a Javz, now we're billing his head
[Verse 3: Teeway]
I never knew how to rock it, I had to learn how to rock it
Pissy O.T. cats, I put that work in my pocket
Forty bells, fuck a rocket, bells fly when I cock it
Hella work on the street and hella work from the socket
Had to trap with hella wraps, VVS's for these waps
Dirty Wesson on my lap, niggas stressing over scraps
I've slapped grown men already but I could get a nigga whacked
Dingers burning by the bushes, hoodie's turning into ash
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