Letra Wat Else par Frazier Trill & Pi’erre Bourne

I'm with my tribe, call 'em the shooters (I'm with my tribe, call 'em the shooters)
Ha-ha-ha (Ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha)
Yeah (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah

I'm with my tribe, call 'em the shooters
I train these n***as like tutors
I'll pull up on you with the Uzi, uh
I'm getting money, let's do it, uh
I f**ked your b*t*h in the coupe, yeah
You talkin' sh*t, gon' get shot, uh
I run it up, off the top, uh
I got the trap on fire
These n***as talk but they lie
I'ma let my bullets fly
All of my n***as gon' ride
I f**ked your b*t*h from thе side
She like a young n***a vibе

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F**k how you feel
I'm trying to go get a mill'
I did this sh*t with no deal
Your b*t*h ride my d**k wearing heels
I can't get caught with no steel
You know I'm a felon for real
Rather get caught then get killed
My cuz said he made a free mill'
N***a, we trying to look better
I'll risk my life for the cheddar
When I was locked up, I couldn't get a dime or a letter
Swear, I can't hear you, lil' n***a, so shut up
Said you get money, my n***a, then bet up
I f**ked your b*t*h every time that we met up
Eliantte, my diamonds are better
Hit my side b*t*h 'cause that pu**y was wetter
2019, b*t*h, I might change the weather
Selling white girl, man, I call that b*t*h Heather, yeah

I'm with my tribe, call 'em the shooters
I train these n***as like tutors
I'll pull up on you with the Uzi, uh
I'm getting money, let's do it, uh
I f**ked your b*t*h in the coupe, yeah
You talkin' sh*t, gon' get shot, uh
I run it up, off the top, uh
I got the trap on fire
These n***as talk but they lie
I'ma let my bullets fly
All of my n***as gon' ride
I f**ked your b*t*h from the side
She like a young n***a vibe
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