Lyrics Accidents Happen - Tory Lanez , Lil Tjay
Baby
need
shoes,
mama
need
a
house
Goin'
through
racks
again
Baby
momma
bitchin'
'bout
another
bitch
And
I
got
'em
racks
again
Caught
me
down
when
I
was
slippin'
But
I
promise
I'll
never
lack
again
My
shooter
trigger
finger
itchy,
nigga
Might
just
hit
you
on
accident
Reload
the
strap
again
We
comin'
back
again
You
double
crossed
on
a
nigga
We
hit
him
and
it
ain't
by
accident
Throwin'
new
racks
again
Blowin'
through
stacks
again
Hella
new
plaques
again
Spittin'
these
facts
again
Sippin'
the
dirtiest,
baby
The
shipment
come,
we
get
the
earliest,
baby
I'ma
spend
it,
I'm
courteous,
baby
The
first
to
the
fuckin'
30th
baby
It
ain't
a
place
a
nigga
can't
go
One
Umbrella,
that's
the
fuckin'
gang
though
Had
to
imprint
it
on
a
chain
though
Switchin'
different
whips
like
I'm
lil'
Django
I
done
came
up
from
the
sidewalk
Now
I
rap,
nigga,
used
to
slang
dope
From
the
fistfights
to
the
shootouts
In
the
parking
lot
and
now
it's
bankroll
Was
a
broke
nigga,
now
I
came
up
I
don't
do
this
shit
to
entertain
ya
Can't
believe
I
even
got
this
famous
Yesterday
I
was
grippin'
on
a
stainless
I
was
sellin'
dope
from
out
the
Popeyes
I
was
whippin'
corner,
counter-clockwise
Tryna
get
the
Porsche
with
the
frog
eyes
Sellin'
dope,
a
niggas
should
be
top
five
Got
extended
clip
inside
a
Glock-9
It
was
never
times
I
forgot
mine
If
a
nigga
trippin',
turn
to
Columbine
Shootin'
anybody,
that
his
shots
find
Niggas
said
that
they
deserve
my
position
But
them
pussy
niggas,
they
did
not
grind
If
we
talkin'
'bout
shit
that
separates
me
and
you,
nigga,
it's
a
long
line
I
done
came
through,
Bentayga
Bentley
Never
thought
that
I'd
be
seein'
this
When
I
was
young
and
I
was
playin'
Sega
Genesis
Pancake
seats
made
at
Denny's,
that's
real
nigga
shit
We
don't
pay
a
bitch
nigga
debt
Bet
your
life
on
the
line
'Cause
we
don't
make
lil'
nigga
bets,
nah
Look
at
all
this
dope,
it
ain't
by
accident
Bitch
nigga,
I'm
froze,
it
ain't
on
accident
She
gon'
give
me
that
throat,
it
ain't
on
accident
Fuck
nigga,
just
know
Throwin'
more
racks
again
Blowin'
through
stacks
again
Bitch,
I
might
back
the
Benz,
it
ain't
on
accident
Backin'
that
back
again
(Oh)
You
fucked
up
my
stacks
up
again
(Oh)
Nigga
get
clapped
again
(Grrr),
it
ain't
on
accident
Shitted
on
'em,
so
I
know
they
mad
Copped
my
freezer
from
AZ
in
Rollie
bag
Grippied
up,
we
don't
care
where
the
police
at
And
we
scorin',
fuckboy,
where
yo'
homies
at?
Niggas
know
us,
we
'bout
it,
we
love
to
drill
So
my
youngins
be
on
that,
they
love
the
field
We
pull
up,
we
blastin'
this
shit
for
real
Momma
said,
"It's
for
nothin',
you
need
to
chill"
I'm
goin'
off,
still
on
that
gang
shit
But
I
told
you,
ain't
lane
switchin'
I
catch
a
lick,
it
ain't
really
'bout
shit
We
gon'
spin
off
the
strip
and
just
change
whips
Ain't
no
security
with
me,
we
totin'
like
fifty
That's
life
with
the
gang
slip
But
fuck
it,
we
live
how
I
live
And
I
know
what
I
did,
plus
it's
too
late
to
change
shit
Ain't
not
fightin',
the
Glock
rearrange
shit
If
you
tryna
meet
death,
I'll
arrange
it
In
the
foreign,
I
pick
up
your
main
bitch
She
was
suckin'
my
dick,
and
I
came
quick
I
ain't
even
gon'
talk
on
the
opp
side
Y'all
could
say
what
y'all
want,
but
do
not
slide
Caught
him
slippin',
he
ran
in
to
Popeyes
Everybody
all
tough
'til
them
shots
fly,
gang
(Grrr)
Look
at
all
this
dope,
it
ain't
by
accident
Bitch
nigga,
I'm
froze,
it
ain't
on
accident
She
gon'
give
me
that
throat,
it
ain't
on
accident
Fuck
nigga,
just
know
Throwin'
more
racks
again
Blowin'
through
stacks
again
Bitch,
I
might
back
the
Benz,
it
ain't
on
accident
Backin'
that
back
again
You
fucked
up
my
stacks
up
again
Nigga
get
clapped
again
(Grrr),
it
ain't
on
accident
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1 Letter To The City 2
2 P.A.I.N
3 Dope Boy's Diary
4 Adidas
5 Accidents Happen
6 10 F*CKS
7 The Coldest Playboy
8 Penthouse Red
9 Pricey & Spicy
10 Stupid Again
11 Back In Business
12 MSG 4 GOD'S CHILDREN
13 D.N.D.
14 Who Needs Love
15 Do The Most
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