Lyrics SKG Tunez – Fell in Love | New Today Lyrics

Verse 1 : SKG Tunez
Ride with my rocket
Sleep with my pistol
Hating ni**as in every city
Ni**as out of line, out of pocket
Try to stay out my mental
I think everyone out to get me
Slide with the demons
Ride with this Nina
My bitch be steady trippin, because Nina I can not leave her
Try but this 50 get to clapping like a teacher
Beauty to see pussy ni**as running like a cheetah
Walk into my trap spot
All you seeing now is dope boys and crack rocks
Ni**a this the kitchen
We never had the drugs and the money
With еach other using different stash spots
Hard hеaded but we listened
Dropped a hundred dollars on a watch just to flex
Hope one day its a Patek
But fuck it still glisten
Bugging is still missing
These ni**as ?
See you at a traffic max your ?
Tell em to give his jewels up

Verse 2: SKG Tunez
Way to many women to be tripping over hoes
Way to many pistols to be tripping over polls
This choppa that Tunez carry
Leave a whole crew berried
If they try it they going to get it
Just the way it goes
Fully Auto ? swing puffing on this oj like a Haitian
Keep my neck on ni**as necks
And now I can’t get too complicant
Since a youngling ? had 22
I knew I made it
Now it’s stamped
Got me feeling like a champ
No replacement

Chorus: SKG Tunez
We want money
Got the mind of a hustler
Restock pull up to my plug
Imma ?
Headshot got the blood flowing through his juggula
Never leave me gun
Because she my all
Fell in love with her
We want money
Got the mind of a hustler
Restock pull up to my plug
Imma ?
Headshot got the blood flowing through his juggula
Never leave me gun
Because she my all
Fell in love with her

Verse 3: Scorey
Please don’t start with Zuly gang
You going to hear them ruggas bang
My ni**as lost it inside
Now we ? the rain
We going to set it off
He going to die when my shooters aim
My little ni**as heartless the drive going to insane
He thought it was smart tryna slide he was cruising lane
The he got parked in his ride
? blew his brain
You know it get dark on this side
You can’t cool with gang
Bullets getting tossed ? like a boomerang
We going to make his dreads lock
Fully auto dead stock
? get to flashing
Like a camera get his head cry
Passing him if he lacking
While it cracking boy you better not
Catch him we going to blast him
Leave a ni**a at a rest stop
We shoot to harm
We don’t do no manslaughter
A couple of arms in this whip
And it’s like transformers
My nina get to twerking imma make her dance on ya
My ni**as ?
We going to make em dress formal

Chorus: SKG Tunez
We want money
Got the mind of a hustler
Restock pull up to my plug
Imma ?
Headshot got the blood flowing through his juggula
Never leave me gun
Because she my all
Fell in love with her
We want money
Got the mind of a hustler
Restock pull up to my plug
Imma ?
Headshot got the blood flowing through his juggula
Never leave me gun
Because she my all
Fell in love with her

(I never leave her)
(I never leave her)
(I never leave her)
(I never leave her)