Tsu Surf
Jayson Tatum
[Intro]
We step on everything
Completely

[Verse]
Call killers, we don't call for help
Did it all myself, pain was felt
When I let that wheel go, that shit gon' park itself
And we keep a few new opps
Tinted with a choppy, we done blew threw blocks
Shootin' shots
No, you can't be gang 'cause we got mutual opps
N***as cap
Saw us, tried to run, he got a couple feet, shit hit his back
With the Lamb' truck, we disrespect that shit then give it back
Pull up tryin' to air they asses out, gon' need some Fix-a-Flat
You ain't uppin' at your door, that package drop, they send it back
Chase a check, this ain't safе to rep
'Cause we'vе been faced with death
Killers hunt 'em down, we run the town, they go and take his breath
It's they block, we spin it 'til it's not, that's just the way we step
Died with his vest, it hit his neck, that's just a waste of vest
Gang know it's gang, I won't switch for nothin'
Hit the button
If you ain't no driller, you should stick to hustlin'
Shit be nothin'
Scrollin' through my textses while two bitches fuckin'
Hit me up then ran, they thought I died, man, them n***as buggin'
Went to pay 'em visits 'til they fell back
Talkin' to the homie, he ain't home, he got a jail jack
Stop they block flow, we drop a hundred where they sell at
If I know you plugged, I might need you, ain't no sale tax
Had it close
Body senses tingle, I can feel it when a savage close
Call lil' brodie Matt Hardy, flipped until his ladder broke
Cabo Verde Barbie tell me pull up, I go grab the locs
.30s out in Boston like I'm Tatum when it matter most
Shark, it rented too, we tinted, spin it through
The game recruited me to shoot, shit, it was either them or Duke
A bad week
She just got a call, her son was laid up on some backstreet
Ran through that caution tape like runners at the track meet
They predators
I don't rap about a lot of shit 'cause that shit regular
Flew his baby mama out to Cali, why you stressin' her?
Hitter got indicted, man, I pray that they don't catch us up
It ain't too many left of us