Yo one of yall roll up
Look, look
Hawk down
Hawk down
Hawk down
Hawk down no walkdowns
We shoot out the roof little n***a don’t talk now
Little n**** don’t talk now
Why the f**** these young n****s keep watching me
Like BinFinessin don’t keep a Glock on him
Run up then it’s gone be a tragedy
Long range b#tch I got accuracy
Hit a n#gg# in his brain
Cause he capped to me
Give that n#gg# a sh#t bag
Can’t get next to me
Smoking dope ona roof
Yea the balcony
Told bro throw 5 ima assists
Brand new days
Still taking them trips
100 ina drum
I like the way that it spit
If he try run then he get hit
I got a beam on the kit
They ain’t never see this
And the way that I shoot you’ll think it’s a switch
He got hit in his lеg now he walk with a limp
I don’t understand
Why the othеr side on dick
Chef in the kitchen he like the way it mix
Cookin up c**e & he serving that sh#t
He said he a rapper but he a little kid
If I get close im letting off like six
Hit him in his stomach
Hit him in this ribs
Hit him in his chest
Roll him in a spliff!
I don’t understand these
I don’t understand why these n****s
Watching me
Like BinFinessin don’t keep a Glock on him
Run up then it’s gone be a (tragedy)
Run up then it’s gone be a tragedy
Long range b#tch I got accuracy
Hit a n#gg# in his brain
Cause he capped to me
Gave that n#gg# a sh#t bag
Can’t get next to me
Im Smoking dope ona roof
Yea the
Im Smoking dope ona roof
Yea the balcony
Why the f**** these young n****s keep watching me
Like BinFinessin don’t keep a Glock on him
Run up then it’s gone be a tragedy
Long range b#tch I got accuracy
Why the f**** did that young n***a mention me?
For the clout for the fame he gone be deceased
Hawk out the whip but we only two deep
I got this rap n***a tucking his chain from me
& I thought he was my homie but he changed on me
To be honest all these n***a they fake to me
F*** Ace & TwentyO they a b**** to me
Dissin all in them songs that s*** is a bluff
When I see you in traffic you act like a duck
You playing the house, why you acting so tough?
My n**** they spinning and shooting s*** up
Im reaching for chains
They take everything
I need everything
You get popped like what?
He said Torch I thought you was my potna
Man you a b**** you a K** K*** K***
Bro pluck hit him in his head
Watch that little n**** go roll in the grass
Look, Up!
These n****s dead, I swear to god these n#gg#s be a**
On my d*** these n**** is fans
They see me in person then act like my mans
On my d*** these n**** is fans
They see me in person then act like my mans
Ya mans a goofy I could reel him in
And have him d*** by tonight
My little n**** don’t fight
They tryna go take young n***a life
Ya mans a goofy I could reel him in
And have him d*** by tonight
My little n**** don’t fight
They tryna go take young n***a life
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TorchBinFinessin Lyrics – Accuracy