Tommy T (feat. Tommy T) Lyrics

Tommy T (feat. Tommy T) - Wiked

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Yo, if you don't already know this song right here

It's called Tommy T (yeah yeah)

The Mandem are here to take over (ay, big up all the Mandem, innit)

You already know the fucking vibes (takeover)

Come on man, diyahhhh, you know what I'm sayin'?

Don't know 'bout me, I'm Tommy T

Man was lig at the start but back in the ends, I'm a real OG

And I was broke for a while, had to sell some fish, I was out at sea

Then I ran into the G's, now I'm makin' money moves properly

Yo, don't know 'bout me, I'm keepin' it real (realest)

Golden Boy in the building еducate all of them man on drill

I was on stage and I had that steel (baow!)

My tеam's got serious members

And then they shoot, they aim to kill (kill it)

On stage tryna cash out deals

Then the gem man whipped out the mac on spill

And arrive with a ting on my waist, that's casual (casual)

If two man hop out the bush

One bullet's gonna make 'em feel that collateral (bow!)

In the back of the 125, I'ma jack your creps

I'm a real shoe vandal (gimme that!)

And if you're in need of a ride then your broke ass

Better be calling up Abdul (don't be a fool, ride with Abdul)

And if I'm cappin', this unnatural

They know all that I speak is factual (facts)

Two 3.5s of the haze, that's cookie rolled in a zoot

I don't need no backwoods

Jumped in the whip, slap that in manual (skrrt)

Heat from the jakes, somethin' I can handle (yeah)

Let me swing round to the ends where we parked it off

And I light man up like a candle

Don't know 'bout me, I'm Tommy T (Tommy)

Man was lig at the start but back in the ends, I'm a real OG

And I was broke for a while, had to sell some fish, I was out at sea

Then I ran into the G's, now I'm makin' money moves properly

Don't know 'bout me, I'm keepin' it real (yeah)

Golden Boy in the building educate all of them man on drill

I was on stage and I had that steel (baow!)

My team's got serious members

And if they shoot, they aim to kill (yeah)

On stage tryna cash out deals

Then the gem man whipped out the mac on spill

Woop-woop-woop-woop

What's that? It's the charts (yeah)

If we pull up on you and your friend in the back

And the mash make him say, "Oh Lord!" (oh Lord!)

If I slap then stamp out your head

Then that's the conclusion, yours truly

Man wanna shoot out like a western

Call my boy Wiked, it's too unruly

I'ma light a man up like incense

Took a man's crep 'cause they were of interest

They talk all day about Creampie

But it's a shame their tunes have been dead (dead)

And your boy really started out fishin'

Now Stanky's really gone missing

Jakes trying to breach your ammunition

No face, no case, it's the fucking mission (no face, no case)

Don't know 'bout me, I'm Tommy T

Man was lig at the start but back in the ends, I'm a real OG (yeah)

And I was broke for a while, had to sell some fish, I was out at sea

Then I ran into the G's, now I'm makin' money moves properly (fucking hell)

They know 'bout me, I'm keepin' it real

Golden Boy in the building educate all of them man on drill

I was on stage and I had that steel

My team's got serious members

And if they shoot, they aim to kill

On stage tryna cash out deals

Then the gem man whipped out the mac on spill