Tunnel Vision Songtext
(FOREVEROLLING)
Tunnel vision
I ain't crashin' out, get in the win, we making collision (Grrt)
Everybody shootin', so when we hit, ain't no telling who did it (Boom)
Rap, trap, or the field, whichever one, just respect my decision (Ayy)
Temperature so hot up in this bitch, I might burn up the kitchen (Hot)
Fizzle might burn up the pot (Hot)
Work my wrist from side to side, then set up shop from block to block
Heard they were plottin' on a lick, so I went and bought a bigger Glock
Bigger gun, that's shot for shot
1K 4L, we claim the mob
Them youngins bang 1200 Block
Jackson 5, my diamonds dancin', look like Michael in this watch (Prr)
I'm that young nigga that took the game up to another notch
Toss a ho, no love for thots (Thots, thots)
I was all in middle school with rubber bands on monkey knots
Bitch, I'm callin' shots (Shots)
That young nigga hot (Hot)
2021, that's how I just swerved off the lot (Skrrt)
Might catch me in Calabasas somewhere on a yacht (Yup)
In my section with that Wesson, three Backwoods and four thots (Big Backwood)
Upgraded my shots (Yeah)
I need plenty rounds, so when I shoot, this ho don't stop (Brrt, stop)
These niggas be gangster, shit go left, they turn to cops (Flop)
I just threw a scope on top of my Glock like Black Ops (Yeah)
Still'll go set in them trenches with them villains, set up shop
Tunnel vision
I ain't crashin' out, get in the win, we making collision (Grrt)
Everybody shootin', so when we hit, ain't no telling who did it (Boom)
Rap, trap, or the field, whichever one, just respect my decision (Ayy)
Temperature so hot up in this bitch, I might burn up the kitchen (Hot)
Fizzle might burn up the pot (Hot)
Work my wrist from side to side, then set up shop from block to block
Heard they were plottin' on a lick, so I went and bought a bigger Glock
Bigger gun, that's shot for shot
1K 4L, we claim the mob
Them youngins bang 1200 Block
Gang shit, no lame shit (Gang)
Hit you, get your brain split (Huh?)
Ever since I made a dollar (Yup), I ain't felt the same since (On God)
Chill nigga, but get red, don't play with that kill switch
Let them birds come through the mail, I swear bae a real bitch (Real)
I swear bae a real ho (Ho, ho)
Told myself that I'ma quit, but I can't leave these tricks alone (No, no)
On the E-way, hit two hundred, bitch, I'm solo in my zone (Skrrt)
You ain't tryna make no money, why the fuck you on my phone? (Huh?)
I feel like I'm Gucci Mane (Huh?), you know kush is my cologne (Yup)
Hit the block, I find the nearest lick, we get them bitches gone
Say, don't knock on the front door, just hit the side, you need a zone
Break down a pack and make it stack, I'm trapping hard off the black phone
Tunnel vision
I ain't crashin' out, get in the win, we making collision (Grrt)
Everybody shootin', so when we hit, ain't no telling who did it (Boom)
Rap, trap, or the field, whichever one, just respect my decision (Ayy)
Temperature so hot up in this bitch, I might burn up the kitchen (Hot)
Fizzle might burn up the pot (Hot)
Work my wrist from side to side, then set up shop from block to block
Heard they were plottin' on a lick, so I went and bought a bigger Glock
Bigger gun, that's shot for shot
1K 4L, we claim the mob
Them youngins bang 1200 Block
Tunnel vision
I ain't crashin' out, get in the win, we making collision (Grrt)
Everybody shootin', so when we hit, ain't no telling who did it (Boom)
Rap, trap, or the field, whichever one, just respect my decision (Ayy)
Temperature so hot up in this bitch, I might burn up the kitchen (Hot)
Fizzle might burn up the pot (Hot)
Work my wrist from side to side, then set up shop from block to block
Heard they were plottin' on a lick, so I went and bought a bigger Glock
Bigger gun, that's shot for shot
1K 4L, we claim the mob
Them youngins bang 1200 Block
Jackson 5, my diamonds dancin', look like Michael in this watch (Prr)
I'm that young nigga that took the game up to another notch
Toss a ho, no love for thots (Thots, thots)
I was all in middle school with rubber bands on monkey knots
Bitch, I'm callin' shots (Shots)
That young nigga hot (Hot)
2021, that's how I just swerved off the lot (Skrrt)
Might catch me in Calabasas somewhere on a yacht (Yup)
In my section with that Wesson, three Backwoods and four thots (Big Backwood)
Upgraded my shots (Yeah)
I need plenty rounds, so when I shoot, this ho don't stop (Brrt, stop)
These niggas be gangster, shit go left, they turn to cops (Flop)
I just threw a scope on top of my Glock like Black Ops (Yeah)
Still'll go set in them trenches with them villains, set up shop
Tunnel vision
I ain't crashin' out, get in the win, we making collision (Grrt)
Everybody shootin', so when we hit, ain't no telling who did it (Boom)
Rap, trap, or the field, whichever one, just respect my decision (Ayy)
Temperature so hot up in this bitch, I might burn up the kitchen (Hot)
Fizzle might burn up the pot (Hot)
Work my wrist from side to side, then set up shop from block to block
Heard they were plottin' on a lick, so I went and bought a bigger Glock
Bigger gun, that's shot for shot
1K 4L, we claim the mob
Them youngins bang 1200 Block
Gang shit, no lame shit (Gang)
Hit you, get your brain split (Huh?)
Ever since I made a dollar (Yup), I ain't felt the same since (On God)
Chill nigga, but get red, don't play with that kill switch
Let them birds come through the mail, I swear bae a real bitch (Real)
I swear bae a real ho (Ho, ho)
Told myself that I'ma quit, but I can't leave these tricks alone (No, no)
On the E-way, hit two hundred, bitch, I'm solo in my zone (Skrrt)
You ain't tryna make no money, why the fuck you on my phone? (Huh?)
I feel like I'm Gucci Mane (Huh?), you know kush is my cologne (Yup)
Hit the block, I find the nearest lick, we get them bitches gone
Say, don't knock on the front door, just hit the side, you need a zone
Break down a pack and make it stack, I'm trapping hard off the black phone
Tunnel vision
I ain't crashin' out, get in the win, we making collision (Grrt)
Everybody shootin', so when we hit, ain't no telling who did it (Boom)
Rap, trap, or the field, whichever one, just respect my decision (Ayy)
Temperature so hot up in this bitch, I might burn up the kitchen (Hot)
Fizzle might burn up the pot (Hot)
Work my wrist from side to side, then set up shop from block to block
Heard they were plottin' on a lick, so I went and bought a bigger Glock
Bigger gun, that's shot for shot
1K 4L, we claim the mob
Them youngins bang 1200 Block
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