Storm! (feat. Tg Khairi) - Tg Nestar

Im popping his bitch cherry like a vitamin Im kicking it with yo bitch like im iron fist When i scale that shit up i feel like a scientist Gas too loud you still Smoking quiet shit Catch me up high like a pilot Presidential parking and im flying private Ima change the game like they change the climate All my slimes hard like onyx All my bands blue like sonic All these bags i aint even shopping We at your head just like a bonnet Still making a profit they stuck in my wallet Now they watching my pocket i got em Exhausted Cant stop it Wont let me out like akon bitch im locked in I dont wanna question your trust Im calling these lil niggas bluffs You get the drip and you start gettin rusty Im hitting yo bitch like this shit was rugby You hitting my blunt that shit got him stumbling Young slime making moves like the running man Im flipping this money im tumbling Aint one of us aint my brother man These niggas just talking they act like they one of us They cant see my face until i see a hundred plus Swear this gas gonna hit like a uppercut You know we came from the bottom like a southerner She like my wave and i see that she acting up It been a long day of counting and stacking up I count with my thumb and im getting them paper cuts Stay hot like the sun cus you know that we coming up Im stashing these racks away like its a tummy tuck The racks in my sofa you know thats a money tuck The M for Milwaukee you know that we having bucks Yea We having vibes for real You cant smell the bag its sealed I stand on the top King of the hill Yea we going nonstop Cant stop making mills Im in a whole nother field No you cant get me to yield Me and my day ones having options And we aint made to be clocked in And you cant hang like a stocking Yea we gonna take off like a rocket Add it up bitch im making deposits Throw it up yea im randy mossing Run it up and they still jogging Cant believe they cant even trust the process These niggas gonna hate when you you making progress Making this money this shit in my noggin Im smoking exotic you smoking the common I be in the jungle with cheaters and liars We go to bed and them bullets fly Send the pack to will for them other guys Im hearing shit up in my crib its gunning time Im im her guts like some butterflies You niggas be broke and wonder why You niggas be broke and quit And just like nudy im back on my bullshit I handle my buisness i dont need a tool kit I handle my buisness they think im a cool kid These niggas gon hit my phone when im lucrative The way im running it i feel like a fugitive And what im blowing that shit is exclusive These niggas just talking they act like they one of us They cant see my face until i see a hundred plus Swear this gas gonna hit like a uppercut You know we came from the bottom like a southerner She like my wave and i see that she acting up It been a long day of counting and stacking up I count with my thumb and im getting them paper cuts Stay hot like the sun cus you know that we coming up Im stashing these racks away like its a tummy tuck The racks in my sofa you know thats a money tuck The M for Milwaukee you know that we having bucks