Текст песни Tarantino (feat. NateOneAndOnly) - K$tg

Aye Dany

My dawg be shooting shit
Call 'em Tarantino
Keep it wherever he go
He put the pistol to his peep hole
To make 'em see more
That's a murder she wrote

It feels like the winter time
I gotta keep the heat close
Don't listen to him, he broke
Like what the fuck does he know
Not a damn thing
I'm on everything
Kill his ass, won't hear a damn thing
We run up in this bitch we taking everything
Diamonds on my wrist
They look like Mary Kate
Fucking on this bitch
Why she wanna marry me
Shit what the fuck do I know
And that's just one of my hoes
I told the bitch to get inside
We 'bout to empty the pole
That nigga outside
I told my nigga Benny to blow

Yeah, My dawg be shooting shit
Call 'em Tarantino
Keep it wherever he go
He put the pistol to his peep hole
To make 'em see more
And that's like murder she wrote
And that's like murder she wrote

Like what the fuck does he know
I just hit the nino
I brought a couple freak hoes
Like what the fuck does she want
What she want, what she need yeah
If you feeling lucky come with me yeah
Now we just left the nino
I think she got what she want
And now she heading back home with the realest one
I just put it to his peep hole
So he can see more
She said she wanna see a movie
Shoot like Tarantino
And keep the clips extra long so we don't have to reload
She had to fuck me all night long
So I had to empty the pole yeah

My dawg be shooting shit
Call 'em Tarantino
Keep it wherever he go
He put the pistol to his peep hole
To make 'em see more
And that's just murder she wrote

Now tell 'em rock with us
She fuck with the whole gang
She slopping up
Ain't no stopping us
Ain't no topping us
We keep popping up
Talking pistol play
Then bring them glockys up
Bitch ain't no opp in us
Really 'bout that shit
We don't talk the stuff
Told her to suck the dick
Bitch you talk to much
Yeah you ain't got the same shoes
To walk with us
Yeah, I feel like Rick Ross because I'm bossing up
Yeah, all this lean in my cup
But we ain't coughing bruh

My dawg be shooting shit
Call 'em Tarantino
Keep it wherever he go
He put the pistol to his peep hole
To make 'em see more
And that's just murder she wrote
And that's jus murder she wrote
My dawg be shooting shit
Call 'em Tarantino
Keep it wherever he go
He put the pistol to his peep hole
To make 'em see more
And that's just murder she wrote
And that's just murder she wrote