Tactics - Sudafed lyrics

rate me

Yeah

Tactics

HushHush

Shootin Stars

Yeah yeah yeah yeah

Uhh, microphone check I'm a wreck any beat

Not a hoe but you know she a freak in the sheets

And a lady in the streets, like Luda said

When I need her for some head then I call her Sudafed

She my medicine and better than most of you bitches ever been

I got her in my court, good sport no letterman

Enough about her, let's talk about this

How I'm tryna get rich can't stop, won't quit

No s***, gettin to the money, stackin it up

And y'all keep lyin bout ya stats, paddin em up

Fraudulent but we know where ya commas is

Bank in the red negative what is probably is

Yeah and I am back in this bitch again

Actin all crazy like I slacked on some Riddelin

No prescription though, I don't even need it

But I'm givin em a dose of me, feedin em a treatment

I be goin ham, you know I be goin ham

Spittin crazy try to fade me but you never f***in can

On my A game, every single day makin hits

Like they standin there waitin to get hit by a freight train

No I ain't playin like I got a ankle sprain

Chillin like it's Labor Day, givin the game labor pains

Yeah, yeah and we bout to knock it up

And we bout to plant a seed plannin to see some profit come

You are so dumb, I am so smart what a genius

Yes I am a genius, thinkin with my penis

Put me on TV, like my name Zenith

I'm what's been missin like an old mans teeth is

Jesus I can't believe these mothaf***in leeches

All up on me cuz I'm cool like the breeze is

Put it down once, then they put it on a remix

We bout to be eatin, this is where the feast is

Y'all can't hang, hook em like heroin

She thinkin Vera Wang me I'm thinkin Mary Jane

2 kush cakes I'm twisted my brain missin

Bet you get me if you twistin Ls on a night mission

I don't like dissin but if you force me then I gots ta

All about green like a rasta

Red in my eyes like sauce on pasta

White outline I could lyrically chalk ya

Known to stay focused like a mantra

I never imitate so what the f*** made you think I'm tryna mock ya?

Had a big ass so I stopped her like a copper

Crew so thick got me mobbin like a mobster

Try to mock me but you can't replicate great

Bitter you don't say thanks, dinner you don't say grace

Losers hate winners and winners they hate fakes

Never say it to my face we ain't in the same place

Same race neither, you actin like a diva

Had enough tell em wrap it up like a pita

Eat a d*** prick if you tryna be a non believer

Yeah I get a fix rippin beats get my cheese up

I am up On It like I'm French Montana

Known in my city like I'm Tony Montana

Not a thug though I don't ever wear a bandana

Tryna make it out a trap like I came from Atlanta

Lou Vuittoner too much drama

Cover mouth just like kitana

Grippin fans just like kitana

F*** ya Mama f*** ya Papa

Tell me nada holla rasta

All up in the sky I'm Nasa

Spaced out, and the moon my casa

King my darlin, you could call me Mufasa

Lolligaggin, with my pants saggin

Roll it up yeah, now the doobie draggin

F*** you while you standin

Bitch stand down

Stand offish, black mags, black coffins

Preachin oval office

Too much drama if a bitch is actin novice

Penis keep it poppin, I keep it poppin

Panties keep em droppin

I'm ya savior ya lookin at a prophet

F*** them other n*** I'm a sinner to Mohammed

I send goons round way be discreet about the topic

Lil f*** n*** stop it

Yeah man I gotta be a beast

Breakin jaws in ya city man f*** Lil Queef

I'm Tac Town maf*** hear me preach

Yeah I'm that down I got a burna and I reach

And I don't gotta make cents to make sense of s***

Yeah so f*** ya censorship

Get ya common sense up

Dumb ass

It's Hush