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AcitoMusic - Team On! Lyrics



AcitoMusic - Team On! Lyrics
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Now you've got that one more chance, find out what you're doing
Now you've got that one more chance, find out what you're doing
Got the trap in the head like Kurt Angle
You can buy a bowl, where my glock we gon' mingle
My main homie switched up, the devil was an angel
Ignorance is bliss, but I can't love you from that angle
Thinking bout my past shit, I'm living like a boss
I'ma run it up, I'm tryna live like I'm Ross
Sacrifice it all when you live in the trap
Take risks and prosper man I move with a pack
Do my own thing, man I pull my own stunts
Got what I need, all I really got is Runtz
Forgiatos on a Lamb truck, that's a want
Three bag bitches f*cking me, that's a want
A hundred thousand off a all green, that's a need
I seen a perk head, make a hundred off a lean
All my niggas hustlers, 92, dream team
We just got the ball, we gon' ball like Kareem
Stamped
It's all here
Alright, so when you grab your five, I'ma match you five
When you get to ten, I'ma match you ten
But I need your first, last name, your ID, your social
Yamsayin
I ain't playing with none of you young niggas, ya mean
448 boys, if I gotta come looking for you
I'm touching your favorite aunt, uncle, all that
Boys, go ahead little nigga
It's all here
I'ma call you on Monday
Yeah
Why you talking like you tough, but you niggas aint up the score
When my homie died, we came back with vengeance, we got the lo
I ain't gotta be the killer, I pay for guns and some more
Niggas sweet, I don't believe you niggas, I got the go
I been robbed a few times, but I never told on you though
I done got my get back, all this money been on the floor
Put a dime on your head, had them hollows rip off your fro
I'm addicted to the trap, I been hustling for some more
Put the team on, everybody that I said I love, I put a P on
I be seeing all them hating niggas, keep your beam on
448Boyz we made a living is my theme song
Remember back in 2019, we wore the V lone
We wore the V lone
Remember back in 2019, we wore the V lone
I put my team on
Remember back in 2019, we wore the..
Hey, f*ck it, man
Give me two of them joints
Yeah, I was tripping, all right
But I was getting money
I'm talking bout real money
Fold all the shit I put in the bag
See, other dealers were selling at the highest price they could get
I sold it cheaper, so I was selling it faster
I sold it so cheap, I started taking their customers away
See, I was wholesale on the streets, you understand
Hey, Lucky, you want something to drink
Don't call me Lucky, I said
Whatever, Lucky, what you drink
Now, in the end, I made more money
And Lulu always got his return when he wanted it
But I wasn't trying to keep shit all to myself
See, I wasn't trying to get on the stage
And I didn't want people hating
I put people on, understand
Streets happy
Everybody can eat
Yeah
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Now you've got that one more chance, find out what you're doing
Now you've got that one more chance, find out what you're doing
Got the trap in the head like Kurt Angle
You can buy a bowl, where my glock we gon' mingle
My main homie switched up, the devil was an angel
Ignorance is bliss, but I can't love you from that angle
Thinking bout my past shit, I'm living like a boss
I'ma run it up, I'm tryna live like I'm Ross
Sacrifice it all when you live in the trap
Take risks and prosper man I move with a pack
Do my own thing, man I pull my own stunts
Got what I need, all I really got is Runtz
Forgiatos on a Lamb truck, that's a want
Three bag bitches f*cking me, that's a want
A hundred thousand off a all green, that's a need
I seen a perk head, make a hundred off a lean
All my niggas hustlers, 92, dream team
We just got the ball, we gon' ball like Kareem
Stamped
It's all here
Alright, so when you grab your five, I'ma match you five
When you get to ten, I'ma match you ten
But I need your first, last name, your ID, your social
Yamsayin
I ain't playing with none of you young niggas, ya mean
448 boys, if I gotta come looking for you
I'm touching your favorite aunt, uncle, all that
Boys, go ahead little nigga
It's all here
I'ma call you on Monday
Yeah
Why you talking like you tough, but you niggas aint up the score
When my homie died, we came back with vengeance, we got the lo
I ain't gotta be the killer, I pay for guns and some more
Niggas sweet, I don't believe you niggas, I got the go
I been robbed a few times, but I never told on you though
I done got my get back, all this money been on the floor
Put a dime on your head, had them hollows rip off your fro
I'm addicted to the trap, I been hustling for some more
Put the team on, everybody that I said I love, I put a P on
I be seeing all them hating niggas, keep your beam on
448Boyz we made a living is my theme song
Remember back in 2019, we wore the V lone
We wore the V lone
Remember back in 2019, we wore the V lone
I put my team on
Remember back in 2019, we wore the..
Hey, f*ck it, man
Give me two of them joints
Yeah, I was tripping, all right
But I was getting money
I'm talking bout real money
Fold all the shit I put in the bag
See, other dealers were selling at the highest price they could get
I sold it cheaper, so I was selling it faster
I sold it so cheap, I started taking their customers away
See, I was wholesale on the streets, you understand
Hey, Lucky, you want something to drink
Don't call me Lucky, I said
Whatever, Lucky, what you drink
Now, in the end, I made more money
And Lulu always got his return when he wanted it
But I wasn't trying to keep shit all to myself
See, I wasn't trying to get on the stage
And I didn't want people hating
I put people on, understand
Streets happy
Everybody can eat
Yeah
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Writer: Mark Lee
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