Tongue Out Songtext
von Token

I don′t be sleeping so when I do you gotta
Wake me with sound of a gun pop
You pop a bottle for fun and when I pop a bottle
It mean that the fun stop
Put yellow diamond inside of her pussy
It look like it's Patrick and SpongeBob
Stick my arm outside the window like the stop sign
When the school bus stop

Bitch shoot till your lungs stop
Pull up ima take your tongue out
Bitch shoot till your lungs stop
Pull up ima take your tongue out
Bitch shoot till your lungs stop
Pull up ima take your tongue out
Bitch shoot till your lungs stop
Pull up ima take your tongue out


I don′t be rapping like Debby's son
I be rapping like a mufuckin' semi gun
Tommy gun I′m Tom, Tommy like Edison
Punch ′em, punch 'em, make ′em hug the wall
Like 21 21 21
Rappers still take dick (from the industry)
T give 'em rape kits (losing dignity)
Pussy filet and shrimp (holy Trinity)
Most of my life′s pink (shout out to Nicki)
Bitch I be Minaj-in' with the profit and the
Consequences of the profit it get dangerous
If I′m a son of a gun
My father had a silencer he didn't say shit

Can't go broke again so I be
Sitting on my fucking money till my leg stiff
My leg stiff third leg liked
4th leg of the tour I′m paid, bitch

Bitch shoot till your lungs stop
Pull up ima take your tongue out
Bitch shoot till your lungs stop
Pull up ima take your tongue out
Bitch shoot till your lungs stop
Pull up ima take your tongue out
Bitch shoot till your lungs stop
Pull up ima take your tongue out


Probably profit cuz I was propped up a prophet word to mother
Token smell like the grey goose ran out the zoo to herd with others
If I don′t smell like that I smell like tires and burning rubber
30 on my neck just to get a triple X shirt to cover
I don't like to call shit designer cuz T the top designer
T took that timid tool to the tomb in funeral attire
Token got more stripes than the tails on tigers tell Tony beat it
I don′t get cold feet I defeat the cold till it's over heated
Over heated
He say the whole world need his new album I say no one need it
Bitches claim me so quick we don′t even date they say I'm cheating
She my twin I give D to my kin, now come pray with the deacon
Come pray with the deacon
I play with your feelings
She rose from the concrete
I raise from the cement
She ain′t gon believe it
Percocet just OD'd on me bro
Weed and bible verses holy smokes
I don't like one of her tattoos but beggers cannot be choosers
13 year old with a bankroll ′cause sellers should not be users
I really live by my words like my words are the close liquor store
So airheaded decapitate me I bet it won′t hit the floor
Hoes wanna decapitate ejaculate or fascinate me
Bros wanna congratulate assassinate or agitate me
Why you think T stay inside the crib like he an incel buddy?
Hair trigger, two guns to your head
Like scrunchies for pigtails buddy
Scrunchies for pigtails buddy
Why be afraid of cuffs if my wrist full plus I shit bail money?
Why be afraid of opps? I make 'em pop like I spelt it funny
Grandma still alive her baby in the sky like the tellatubby
Teletubby
800 on that hoodie just for my girl to get it from me
Jealous of me
′Cause my new Audi is not a belly button
Melancholy, murder on my mind I can hear Melly calling