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Tony Fontana III (Explicit) - Hit-Boy/Curren$y
Lyrics by：Chauncey Alexander Hollis Jr./Shante Scott Franklin
Composed by：Chauncey Alexander Hollis Jr.
Ay Tony wow
Fontana
Yeah yeah
Eight oh eight rolling pockets bulging
Arms wide open n***as can't hold 'em
Keep it in motion
Love to my closest ones who loved me at my lowest
Gangsta **** in my tape deck running it back
Really this **** is a marathon
But we ain't running no track
Yeah yeah yeah I've been avoiding the noise
Hopping in toys moving poised
Nothing is forced mixing the formula
Wedding in Florida
We in domestic and we be foreign'd up
And we be foreign'd up
Like we some foreigners like we some foreigners
Overseas dressed in fatigues
In case you lil n***as want war with us
On the I-ten we doing one twenty
We keeping it pushing got love for the clique
When ain't nobody lookin'
I kept this **** solid and look where it took me
Look where it took me
Heat up the stove now I'm finna cook
Funny thing is they already shook
Word to A K ***** I'm doing a look shakedown
Eyy eight oh eight rolling pockets bulging
Arms wide open n***as can't hold 'em
Keep it in motion
Love to my closest ones who loved me at my lowest
Gangsta **** in my tape deck running it back
Tape deck running it back
Really this **** is a marathon
But we ain't running no track
We in the Hills way in the Hills
I ain't got no chill we did it for real
Look how I pose in all the stills
All black hoodies like I'm doing drills
I'm doing drills
All I'm rocking is Nipsey blue
N***as be slimey and shifty too
Can't let 'em around me I'm simply through for real
For real
Eyy too many years of this ****
Too many characters pulling a skit
Updated my style and then I updated the whip
God my witness I am to the Inland
What Drake is to T O
Whoadie check in with his B M in P O
Dice game bet whatever on Cee-Lo eyy
Eight oh eight rolling pockets bulging
Arms wide open n***as can't hold 'em
Keep it in motion
Love to my closest ones who loved me at my lowest
Gangsta **** in my tape deck running it back
Tape deck running it back
Really this **** is a marathon
But we ain't running no track
Eyy eyy eyy eyy
Eyy
Eyy eyy eyy eyy
Yeah
Gangsta **** in my tape deck eighty eight vette
We don't send threats we just invest
Collect interest I'm not impressed easily
All of these h*es freaks to me
You had to trick to hit that *****
I smashed and she bought me ****
It's fast and it cost hella chips
I bought that ***** I'm still alive
'Cause all my O G's taught me ****
Now my lil homies got heart and they smart
But I don't send them to crash out 'cause I'm a boss
The art of war create more thinkers
We way more dangerous
Some n***as hate us when they need to thank us
Emulate us but could never take us
I got in this **** to buy my ma a house
Somewhere along the line I end up famous
Eight oh eight rolling pockets bulging
Arms wide open n***as can't hold 'em
Keep it in motion
Love to my closest ones who loved me at my lowest
Gangsta **** in my tape deck running it back
Tape deck running it back
Really this **** is a marathon
But we ain't running no track
