Gli - Tools Lyrics

She love when I hit she love she love when i thrax I'm pap
I love when it spit Ii love when it clap
Eyes on squint treat da beat like a snack
No mo lint I'm livin like dat what I mean
Order a shirt wear it right out da pack fr
Just fa a shirt had ta sell da whole pack
So I moved to da white aint Neva cooked crack nope
I beat up da cat now she holdin her back
She like damn why you do me like dat
Crickets bitch I ain't say nun back
I'm not from da North I'm not from da south
I'm Not from da East I'm not from da west
Bitch I'm from da gutta I came from stress
Hit you & Brudda yo mother can't rest
If she really onnat well damn den she next
If she really onnat well damn den she next

I'm breakin dese rules w toools yeah
I'll die bout my money & jewels
A nigga be in all typa moods swear
Ion play, so how can I lose I can't
I'm breakin dese rules w toools yeah
I'll die bout my money & jewels
A nigga be in all typa moods swear
Ion play, so how can I lose I can't

I just got off I go where I want I'm good
My life boss I do what I want huuh
Hit da gas den cough dis straight funk
Smell it from a far dis bih lika skunk
F*ck da system, put 12s in da trunk
Leave me alone wtf do you want?
Me & my shawty rollin rollin blunts
She a lil hottie she boujie af
So you knowww she get what want
But I wear da jeans and she know whassup
It run In my genes to run up dese bucks
It run in my genes to not give a f*ck
Issa Murda scene u try ya get crunk
Bada boom bada bing hit u savage af
If you seen what i seen you a prolly be stuck
But I'm on Go bitch down set hut

I'm breakin dese rules w toools yeah
I'll die bout my money & jewels
A nigga be in all typa moods swear
Ion play, so how can I lose I can't

Raised by homies ain't have no guidance
Raised by homies erryone of em wildn
Stacking up money might go to a island
You actin funny we put you in hidin
Burry da fire den get back to ridin
Waterparkgang I'm kiddin we slidin
I remember wakin up w nobody hoome
I was seven I thought I was grown
Keep me a stick I feel like Capone
Get money dats it dats what I'm on
I'm too fly like 2 kites ya boo a slut you too nice
You was da bad kid dat started food fights
I was da bad kid w it da tools da tools & pipes
Bitch Bitch Bitch

I'm breakin dese rules w toools yeah
I'll die bout my money & jewels
A nigga be in all typa moods swear
I don't play, so how can I lose I can't
I'm breakin dese rules w toools yeah
I'll die bout my money & jewels
A nigga be in all typa moods swear
Ion play, so how can I lose I can't