Tomorrow

[Intro]
Jaddon on the track

I’m on some long money shit
Long
Money

[Hook]

A nigga touch kese he dyin’ tomorrow
Bitch I wish a nigga would like cosmo (Brrrr Bow)
Bitch I’m high off this earth apollo
I’m hit
I need me a brick from pablo
Bro boutta hit with the drac, toronto
That heat gon burn his lil ass like charcoal
Please stop flexing with shit that's not yours
Bitch we play with them drums like congos

[Verse]

He birdie he goin’ the blocks with a blindfold
Even lil bro movin zips, it’s a trap zone (Trap)
Had to stop my bro, he trippin’
He almost saying that we spent him a iphone
Lemme know if its smoke, betta not choke
Cuz getting old keep a cane like old folk
Compact glizzy gon rip through his torso
Bitch nigga keep talkin’ crazy his chin broke
LongMoney Bitch that’s kinfolk
The Glock gon make him lean back like limbo (Bow)
He ran up, guessin’ that he ain’t seen the cliphold
I need a check with a whole lot of zeros
One wrong move, headshot to the earlobe
Too much whippin’ them bows, my wrist broke
Bro like shootin’ his shot, got big hope
Can’t get caught tryna slide when the wrist low
It’s up, It’s stuck, that’s no joke
Bitch I’m ducking 12, fuck po po
I put a flash ona Glock, take photos
Please don’t try rob me that’s a no no (Nope)
Bitches want up top, I ain't solo

He tryna catch him a bullet like ocho
Throw a link with the opps they no show
Junkies in line, gon geek for a low dose
Creep through his house, Ima tip toe
The nigga get up, lay him down wit dis pole
Red dot, can’t see with the clip hold
Shit too easy, free throws ion miss those
Remember them days in the traps i miss those (Trap)
Bitch we gettin’ them packs and flip those

[Hook]
A nigga touch kese he dyin’ tomorrow
Bitch I wish a nigga would like cosmo (Brrrr Bow)
Bitch I’m high off this earth apollo
I’m hit
I need me a brick from pablo
Bro boutta hit with the drac, toronto
That heat gon burn his lil ass like charcoal
Please stop flexing with shit that's not yours
Bitch we play with them drums like congos