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Tadoe – Liver lyrics
[Intro: Tadoe]
Don't tweak with me 'cause you know I keep fire heat
My pistol be hard like a DY beat
Riding foreigns, no strikers
Got yo wife, I ain't wife her
Treat the hoe so trifling
But I'm player, she like it
[Hook: Tadoe]
Bitch, you know I'm that nigga
Pour a 4 on my liver
24 on a Swisher
24's on a Fisker
Bitch, I flex like sit ups
Tryna rob, get hit up
Big drills and stick ups
Pah pah, can't get up
Bitch, you know I'm that nigga
Pour a 4 on my liver
24 on a Swisher
24's on a Fisker
Bitch, I flex like sit ups
Tryna rob, get hit up
Big drills and stick ups
Pah pah, can't get up
[Verse 1: Ballout]
I put ice in the Rollie
I put bands on my brodies
I be high speed from police
In the hood smoking OG
All these chains look like trophies
Smoking Woods in front police
Big face hundreds I'm holding
My ice looks like it's glowing
My trap house is so loaded
We got the south and the low end
My price is the lowest
I be flexing in roses
And we walk straight in the club, we ain't letting no hoe in
V.I.P. ballers, sparkers, models, and hoes and
You know how we rocking and you know how we rolling
If you get up in our way we run yo bitch ass over
Stepping on toes and I'm pushing on shoulders
I'm a Glo Gang boss, I was in the hood like a soldier
[Hook: Tadoe]
Bitch, you know I'm that nigga
Pour a 4 on my liver
24 on a Swisher
24's on a Fisker
Bitch, I flex like sit ups
Tryna rob, get hit up
Big drills and stick ups
Pah pah, can't get up
Bitch, you know I'm that nigga
Pour a 4 on my liver
24 on a Swisher
24's on a Fisker
Bitch, I flex like sit ups
Tryna rob, get hit up
Big drills and stick ups
Pah pah, can't get up
[Verse 2: Tadoe]
I just bool and kick flavor
Bitch, I'm chasing this paper
Riding Forgi's, no Daytons
Yeah, Forgi's they skating
M6 got 'em hating
And the police chasing
M6 too fast, catch up you lil suckas
Pockets fat, DJ Mustard
How I flex, it's disgusting
Three karats each ear, spent them bands like it's nothing
All this success got 'em suffering
Fuck that thot, ain't no cuffing
I just bust out a new Rollie, check it out, it is flooded
Your lil bitch say she love it
Wanna kiss it and hug
In the strip club, smoking kushie in public
Gang banging and thugging
Pouring lean and it's bubbly
I don't wanna hit yo cup, it ain't muddy
[Hook: Tadoe]
Bitch, you know I'm that nigga
Pour a 4 on my liver
24 on a Swisher
24's on a Fisker
Bitch, I flex like sit ups
Tryna rob, get hit up
Big drills and stick ups
Pah pah, can't get up
Bitch, you know I'm that nigga
Pour a 4 on my liver
24 on a Swisher
24's on a Fisker
Bitch, I flex like sit ups
Tryna rob, get hit up
Big drills and stick ups
Pah pah, can't get up
Don't tweak with me 'cause you know I keep fire heat
My pistol be hard like a DY beat
Riding foreigns, no strikers
Got yo wife, I ain't wife her
Treat the hoe so trifling
But I'm player, she like it
[Hook: Tadoe]
Bitch, you know I'm that nigga
Pour a 4 on my liver
24 on a Swisher
24's on a Fisker
Bitch, I flex like sit ups
Tryna rob, get hit up
Big drills and stick ups
Pah pah, can't get up
Bitch, you know I'm that nigga
Pour a 4 on my liver
24 on a Swisher
24's on a Fisker
Bitch, I flex like sit ups
Tryna rob, get hit up
Big drills and stick ups
Pah pah, can't get up
[Verse 1: Ballout]
I put ice in the Rollie
I put bands on my brodies
I be high speed from police
In the hood smoking OG
All these chains look like trophies
Smoking Woods in front police
Big face hundreds I'm holding
My ice looks like it's glowing
My trap house is so loaded
We got the south and the low end
My price is the lowest
I be flexing in roses
And we walk straight in the club, we ain't letting no hoe in
V.I.P. ballers, sparkers, models, and hoes and
You know how we rocking and you know how we rolling
If you get up in our way we run yo bitch ass over
Stepping on toes and I'm pushing on shoulders
I'm a Glo Gang boss, I was in the hood like a soldier
[Hook: Tadoe]
Bitch, you know I'm that nigga
Pour a 4 on my liver
24 on a Swisher
24's on a Fisker
Bitch, I flex like sit ups
Tryna rob, get hit up
Big drills and stick ups
Pah pah, can't get up
Bitch, you know I'm that nigga
Pour a 4 on my liver
24 on a Swisher
24's on a Fisker
Bitch, I flex like sit ups
Tryna rob, get hit up
Big drills and stick ups
Pah pah, can't get up
[Verse 2: Tadoe]
I just bool and kick flavor
Bitch, I'm chasing this paper
Riding Forgi's, no Daytons
Yeah, Forgi's they skating
M6 got 'em hating
And the police chasing
M6 too fast, catch up you lil suckas
Pockets fat, DJ Mustard
How I flex, it's disgusting
Three karats each ear, spent them bands like it's nothing
All this success got 'em suffering
Fuck that thot, ain't no cuffing
I just bust out a new Rollie, check it out, it is flooded
Your lil bitch say she love it
Wanna kiss it and hug
In the strip club, smoking kushie in public
Gang banging and thugging
Pouring lean and it's bubbly
I don't wanna hit yo cup, it ain't muddy
[Hook: Tadoe]
Bitch, you know I'm that nigga
Pour a 4 on my liver
24 on a Swisher
24's on a Fisker
Bitch, I flex like sit ups
Tryna rob, get hit up
Big drills and stick ups
Pah pah, can't get up
Bitch, you know I'm that nigga
Pour a 4 on my liver
24 on a Swisher
24's on a Fisker
Bitch, I flex like sit ups
Tryna rob, get hit up
Big drills and stick ups
Pah pah, can't get up
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