TAGTEAMCHAMPIONS

[Intro]
Bro fuck the shiesty your shoe gonna fold by your step
Yeah, Lulu why you t-up? came from the northside
Yeah, Lulu Y You T-Up If It's Just The Intro (turn the fuck up, turn he fuck up)
Lulu Y You T-Up If It's Just The Intro yeah (turn the fuck up)

[Verse 1 - JAHHLU]
Ive been here fuckin his girl (yeah)
Posted wit my n*gga vulc (yeah)
Scores a block isa tug
Rockin dem blueberry jeans you a bum
Bitch im tha boogie man
Foenem come in like the cookie man, no you can not get a crum
Im finna slap my lil drum up on top of the gun
N*gga that sound like its vulc

[Verse 2 - VIAVULC]
(Tag in) Coolin bitch i’m in the booth
And im holding yo boo
Always clutching my tool
Talk rude then im sliding wit Lu
New broom leave em loose
Pour deuce in the back of the coupe (fweh)

Big mac with a kickback for the disstrack
No fucks do i give that nah
Lil bro really big mad he don’t get cash
He a bitch and he been that yeah

Counting my guap with yo bitch in the summer
Beatin her back in lil bro really fumbled
Me and pacino get guala we run up
Clutching my strap in the back of the hummer

[Verse 3 - JAHHLU & VIAVULC]
Aye tag me in
Had to go get a bag, n*gga runnin up
Twins hit the block for the crack rock fentynal
How you get a trackhawk but you isn’t payin
Smokin that gas, my mfkin medicine
Yeah i said literally bitch i am so geeked up
Done with the frontin need to go get some- hang up
Pick up the chopp and that shit lit the enemy
Open that top and then fweh n*ggas abdomens (uh)
Lulu gon pick up the gaty gat, and they callin me Uno the Activist
On the block n*ggas playin they bitchin
And they asked if we spade shit, n*gga we smackin em
I still flippin n crankin that beat like the n*ggas come in and start flippin the matresses
Aye, who dem over there? why they actin tough?
N*ggas bitches, n*ggas is actresses
Chop is through his guts
Rip it through his hip
Base4Base n*gga we countin
Too much paper i need an accountant
Me and vulc top of the taggin
Five stars on me, i gotta bounce
Freak ho, tryna fuck she gon slide
Free my homie out of da cabnet
Damn, came wit vulc smokin dank
Where dior??
Vancouver, Canada we smokin da- (uh) skunk
Lockhart just walked ina party and told turn the fuck up

[Verse 4 - JAHHLU & VIAVULC]
(yeah, yeeaaah) turn the fuck up
Bullets they be part of his body they feel like a nunchuck
Talkin a lot i sad bet it
Callin up Vulc, I said, “let me get the gonja”
(what) yeah, and im posted wit Lu
Stay wit a Glock got intentions (yeah)
Yeah, squeak down to his block, vulc get on his ass
Finna go drop he gon answer us
In the arena me & vulc playin tag
Im made a bag, get a bag, get a bag
Tag me in ima go kick his ass
Freak ho, get this bitch out my bed
Sayin, “man put the pole to his ass”
Smoke gas and its doin me bad
Vulc put his ass in the table, im gon put his ass in the grass
Yeah yeah, talkin shit, you was unable
Bitch, sent a text to yo dad
Tag me in and watch Lulu score in this bitch for the tag team champion match
Talkin shit but yo tag team bad
We- we got a championship you wanta match

[Outro - JAHHLU & VIAVULC]
And dont get the tag team champions mad
Aye vulc go get the mag (i got it!)
Suit up, get on his ass
Accapella n*gga finna spazz
If the beat made me crank ima crank on the beat and that bitch finna come out the mag
Yeah, Lulu from Chicago that n*gga a whole different man, the end
Fuck it
Lulu gon switch up the plan
Never again will i pop me a xan
Mom im a whole different man
And i promise im gon be that man
Im gon be the champion, yeah