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12345678 (feat. Dee Floxks, The Kid Jeremiah & Yvng Metro)

๐Ÿ‘ค Tim2Tact โ€ข ๐ŸŽผ 12345678 (feat. Dee Floxks, The Kid Jeremiah & Yvng Metro) โ€ข โฑ๏ธ 3:00
๐ŸŽต 3250 characters
โฑ๏ธ 3:00 duration
๐Ÿ†” ID: 12210279

๐Ÿ“œ Lyrics

One, Two, Three, Four, Five, Six, Seven, Eight
Two, Three, Four, Five, Six, Seven, Eight
Three, Four, Five, Six, Seven, Eight
Four, Five, Six, Seven, Eight
Five, Six, Seven, Eight
Six, Seven, Eight
Seven, Eight
Eight

I'm mr stay with a G and that one nigga feared
I got two in the knock and that third nigga wanted a stare
All you hear is four shots, the fifth nigga didn't come near
All six of them dead on the sev cause the eighth nigga dared

He getting closer, I'm in the V tryna catch me a roller
He got one in his shoulder, shots to his leg, I said thirteen, I told ya
He got put on a poster, back out my knocker, had it in my holster
I said murder, wrote ya, I catch lil robert, I do him like Noah

Momma said I'm the one, 2 tact with this G, let three shots out the gun
I'ma with Dee, Tim, & Rey, we four deep man I dare you to come
They five deep in the V, he'll be carried by 6 by the time that I'm done
In the ville i was seven, I only ate noodles cause we ain't have none

I'm off a pill, I'm a tweaker (uh) he tryna hide, I'm a seeker
Uh, keep this knock high like a fever, stepping on shit in these designer sneakers
And that ho she a eater, after I nut then I'm finna leave her
And I stay with my heater, taught myself how to shoot man, I don't need a teacher

Like I seen an opp he was running like Rick, I sent 1 to his top and then 2 to his ribs
It was 3 of us first, but now Dee in this shit, so we coming 4 deep niggas know what it is
On they block and they know what I did if they sending out 5, then we sending out 6, OYK all that shit to my dick
They be chattin online but they never did shit, I told brodie like send him to heaven
Opp thot tryna fuck at like 7, if it's beef nigga we gotta dead it
I'm in love with guns, i think i got a fetish, 8 bullets gon' teach him a lesson
Like damn, we all getting lit, no excuses, you won't get a kiss like bitch, you can suck on my dick

I got eight shots, for the opps, seven bitches they giving me top
6 AM I'm sending them the drop, five bullets they knock a nigga out his socks
I've been spinning for hours nigga that's my hobby
Three dead the second that they found me
One shot I left them in the lobby
Yellow, Diddy, Noah, Notti
That's One of the niggas I smoke, Two opps they die by the poke
We three deep we sending them the low, if I catch lil shh we sending out four
Five niggas with me they the bros, don't try to push up on us you don't know
Six bullets hit him in his nose, when we bend through the sev we throw eight then we go

1,2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, if I spot me a opp I'ma take his face
One shot to his back make him levitate, fuck lil Robert, i could never catch a case
Yeah I said it before I'ma say it again, we don't talk you can't be my friend
You a opp but we can't make amends, pass me the bottle we getting bent

One, Two, Three, Four, Five, Six, Seven, Eight
Two, Three, Four, Five, Six, Seven, Eight
Three, Four, Five, Six, Seven, Eight
Four, Five, Six, Seven, Eight
Five, Six, Seven, Eight
Six, Seven, Eight
Seven, Eight
Eight

I'm mr stay with a G and that one nigga feared
I got two in the knock and that third nigga wanted a stare
All you hear is four shots, the fifth nigga didn't come near
All six of them dead on the sev cause the eighth nigga dared

โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics

[00:13.54] One, Two, Three, Four, Five, Six, Seven, Eight
[00:15.61] Two, Three, Four, Five, Six, Seven, Eight
[00:17.55] Three, Four, Five, Six, Seven, Eight
[00:19.48] Four, Five, Six, Seven, Eight
[00:21.43] Five, Six, Seven, Eight
[00:23.16] Six, Seven, Eight
[00:25.25] Seven, Eight
[00:26.99] Eight
[00:28.52] I'm mr stay with a G and that one nigga feared
[00:31.86] I got two in the knock and that third nigga wanted a stare
[00:35.27] All you hear is four shots, the fifth nigga didn't come near
[00:38.55] All six of them dead on the sev cause the eighth nigga dared
[00:42.26] He getting closer, I'm in the V tryna catch me a roller
[00:45.40] He got one in his shoulder, shots to his leg, I said thirteen, I told ya
[00:48.97] He got put on a poster, back out my knocker, had it in my holster
[00:52.23] I said murder, wrote ya, I catch lil robert, I do him like Noah
[00:55.00] Momma said I'm the one, 2 tact with this G, let three shots out the gun
[00:59.27] I'ma with Dee, Tim, & Rey, we four deep man I dare you to come
[01:02.65] They five deep in the V, he'll be carried by 6 by the time that I'm done
[01:06.02] In the ville i was seven, I only ate noodles cause we ain't have none
[01:09.20] I'm off a pill, I'm a tweaker (uh) he tryna hide, I'm a seeker
[01:12.25] Uh, keep this knock high like a fever, stepping on shit in these designer sneakers
[01:16.31] And that ho she a eater, after I nut then I'm finna leave her
[01:19.77] And I stay with my heater, taught myself how to shoot man, I don't need a teacher
[01:22.41] Like I seen an opp he was running like Rick, I sent 1 to his top and then 2 to his ribs
[01:25.66] It was 3 of us first, but now Dee in this shit, so we coming 4 deep niggas know what it is
[01:30.08] On they block and they know what I did if they sending out 5, then we sending out 6, OYK all that shit to my dick
[01:34.79] They be chattin online but they never did shit, I told brodie like send him to heaven
[01:38.47] Opp thot tryna fuck at like 7, if it's beef nigga we gotta dead it
[01:41.70] I'm in love with guns, i think i got a fetish, 8 bullets gon' teach him a lesson
[01:45.13] Like damn, we all getting lit, no excuses, you won't get a kiss like bitch, you can suck on my dick
[01:49.91] I got eight shots, for the opps, seven bitches they giving me top
[01:53.51] 6 AM I'm sending them the drop, five bullets they knock a nigga out his socks
[01:56.68] I've been spinning for hours nigga that's my hobby
[01:58.80] Three dead the second that they found me
[02:00.55] One shot I left them in the lobby
[02:01.95] Yellow, Diddy, Noah, Notti
[02:03.95] That's One of the niggas I smoke, Two opps they die by the poke
[02:07.15] We three deep we sending them the low, if I catch lil shh we sending out four
[02:10.68] Five niggas with me they the bros, don't try to push up on us you don't know
[02:14.32] Six bullets hit him in his nose, when we bend through the sev we throw eight then we go
[02:17.02] 1,2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, if I spot me a opp I'ma take his face
[02:20.53] One shot to his back make him levitate, fuck lil Robert, i could never catch a case
[02:24.08] Yeah I said it before I'ma say it again, we don't talk you can't be my friend
[02:27.83] You a opp but we can't make amends, pass me the bottle we getting bent
[02:30.80] One, Two, Three, Four, Five, Six, Seven, Eight
[02:32.62] Two, Three, Four, Five, Six, Seven, Eight
[02:34.63] Three, Four, Five, Six, Seven, Eight
[02:36.58] Four, Five, Six, Seven, Eight
[02:38.57] Five, Six, Seven, Eight
[02:40.25] Six, Seven, Eight
[02:42.29] Seven, Eight
[02:44.03] Eight
[02:45.77] I'm mr stay with a G and that one nigga feared
[02:48.96] I got two in the knock and that third nigga wanted a stare
[02:52.35] All you hear is four shots, the fifth nigga didn't come near
[02:55.73] All six of them dead on the sev cause the eighth nigga dared
[02:58.25]

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