Lyrics:
that tool, a ruler hangin' out my belt, ay
Trigger finger itchin' swear that I can't help myself (Can't help myself)
Didn't pay attention in high
drinks down and pick them tools up
And if dude trippin we hit dude up
And you ain't shit if you ain't never been screwed up [x2]
We drop the top down
drinks down and pick them tools up
And if dude trippin we hit dude up
And you ain't shit if you ain't never been screwed up [x2]
We drop the top down
Intentions were good
But man,
Made by nature to follow the easiest way
Got lost in a second
Kids without dreams
Common sense out the window,
No
You know that I’m down for you
And you know I’ma ride for you
I got real nigga around me that gone carry the tool
If you shoot for me I’ma shoot for
can be free
I want you, to come and tie me down
Down down down down
Domination is neutral and that's cool
I know you want me to be your favorite tool
Oh
gon' spray aye
Hopping out the drop top aye aye
And I just dropped out aye aye
.45 by my waist waist
Cut these hoes off they bae blade aye
Bae blade ooh
you have
These situations pop up every day
So you better be careful with what you say
And what you do, lest you end up like a fool
God is the tool
Despite how it sounds
You may not have a use for me now
When the time comes I can be found
I'm around
I'm around
When you want the right tool for
Party like it's 1999
Escape hellscape made worldwide
Your dosh will get snatched up by AI, ay ay
But party like it's 1999
My lord, my bros saw
and put a move on 'em
These niggas talking bout taking some, Imma put the tool on 'em
'Imma put tool on 'em don't let this shit fool ya homie
I keep a bag
fancy shoes
And I'm finally catching up to you
(Frame by frame) I will show you how it's done
(Take your claim) Will take on everyone
(Tool assisted!) No
dumb)
Failing up in school
Getting used like a tool (Uh, huh)
I said you a April fool
Getting used up in school
You really a dummy, guess you got a small
Im inna spot here with the Woo's
(In inna spot here with the Woo's I'm in the spot)
She love how I m8v3
She love how I Move
Cause I keep me a tool
Shawties say I'm always actin' so cool
Bro crazy he be wavin' the tool
Red dot on 'em so he dance like a fool
Smoke not Pop but it's shakin' the room
Movin'
away
The reflection still stays
Two way mirror
Don't be a fool
Two way mirror
Used like a tool
Gears keep on grinding my mind
And I ask myself now
Do I
the windows is tinted
Give a fuck, imma flex if it's rented
Going crazy, nigga I got a tool
Ballin hard, cause there's nothing to do
Spent a hundred thousand,
Pull up unannounced I'm popping the tool
My nigga was trapping and dropped outta school
That bitch tried to play me like I was a fool
I been through
the things to make it with, like a bowl, and maybe a mixer
Let's call them the tools
So if you have the ingredients and the tools, what do you do?
Well, you
I'm an artist no artisan
Don't know much about what you can
Do if you really do understand
The thoughts and tools in your hand
I'm an artist no
I got your cam, I got your stick
Pull out the tools
Tryna fix it real quick , Ah
I got the mp, I got the 3
Pull out the wav
No quality lost on me, No
five, high five with my guys
We don't even do drive bys, hop out and pop maltas
Put a nigga on a tie dye then move, move
If you selling guns what's
a fuck
I got so much to lose
Speeding pass go zoom
My bitch is so rude
Lotta attitude
With me keep her cool
Like me keep a tool
Always on a move (on
Acid tripping in the rhymes
God made my mind with an intricate design
Limitless like the infinite divine
This pro tools is an instrument of crime
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