TOUGH (feat. Paul Fierre, Demi K. & JERRY$NOW)

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Lil' bitch trynna act tough
Aye, steppin' on my blue suede shoes
Better back up, imma pull up with the troops
Matter fact, f*ck it, get it pew pew pew
Shh, don't speak
Break it down, huh, that's cool
Tear it up, anything you wanna do
But bitch, don't step on my blue suede!

Say you a monster 
Who's gonna stop ya?
Y'all better drip
Before we drop ya
Ooh we the realest, shit, we just be killin' shit 
Ice on my body and I stay feelin' it
Put 'em to rest, and they ain't asleep
Bitch we the best, Fierre made this beat
Glock on yo neck, Jerry some heat
We ain't got no rest, Demi K. sleek
Stop it
Get in yo car and lock it
Shootin' this Uzi, so no, you can't block shit
You know this shit's never gonna end
We roll in the Civic while y'all roll in the Benz
Man,
Who even needs money man? Like were broke and happy
We broke man, but, what does it matter?
Makin' this music and our pockets get fatter
Music gets better, we losin' the laughter
We makin' it past y'all, should pray to your pastor
Say we the laughing stock, no it ain't funny
No we ain't rich, but we making some money
Call me a bee cause I'm getting these honeys 
Y'all think your cool and think your funny
But when we pull up, y'all better say we're stunning 
Here comes Fierre, so y'all better start running!

Lil' bitch trynna act tough
Aye, steppin' on my blue suede shoes
Better back up, imma pull up with the troops
Matter fact, f*ck it, get it pew pew pew
Shh, don't speak
Break it down, huh, that's cool
Tear it up, anything you wanna do
But bitch, don't step on my blue suede!

Like damn bitch, keep that shit on the low 
Don't f*ck with you fakes only f*ck with my bros
JERRY$NOW bitch, yea there's no competition 
Double-M baby, yeah, we on a mission 
We gon get to the top 
We ain't gonna stop 
We make do with what he have 
And we ain't gonna drop
We climb up the ladder 
Our pockets get fatter
We take care of own
But no what's the matter?
And jeez, yeah, like oh my gosh
These haters stay sayin' my shit is hogwash
Like bitch, shut the f*ck up
Spray the ground red like this shit is ketchup
All you lil' hoes sum rats like 6ix9ine
You gotta get yours and I gotta get mine
Cuz lil bitch, aye, do we got a problem?
Beat yo ass like Batman, but I'm cold, Baskin Robin
Like damn hoes get off my dick 
Haters get out my zone, or get popped with chopsticks 
Like what the f*ck, aye, what else I gotta say?
When I pull up on you, yes, you better pray
Pray to yo God, but he ain't gonna save ya 
Double-M baby, we the hip-hop saviors 
Flow so delicious, got so many flavors
Come in number 1, no number 2, we gon' erase ya

Lil' bitch trynna act tough
Aye, steppin' on my blue suede shoes
Better back up, imma pull up with the troops
Matter fact, f*ck it, get it pew pew pew
Shh, don't speak
Break it down, huh, that's cool
Tear it up, anything you wanna do
But bitch, don't step on my blue suede!
Lil' bitch trynna act tough
Aye, steppin' on my blue suede shoes
Better back up, imma pull up with the troops
Matter fact, f*ck it, get it pew pew pew
Shh, don't speak
Break it down, huh, that's cool
Tear it up, anything you wanna do
But bitch, don't step on my blue suede!

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