Better Tell 'Em

(album: TM104: The Legend Of The Snowman - 2019)

(Shit, hah
Aha
Woo
Yeah
Oh, this 104, nigga
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I swear to God, nigga
Turn me up some
Woo
I wanna thank you niggas for tuning in
Yeah, yeah, yeah, let's go)

Got the F&N right here, right on my lap (Right on my lap)
Looking like I just made a million dollars perhaps (Woo)
Mind me, I'm ducking now if we was shooting up craps (Shooting them craps)
Big cuz missed his point and we was busting up straps (Busting up straps)
I made fifty of them thangs to put the hood on the map (Yeah)
Big old shootout yesterday, it put the heat on the trap (Damn)
Gotta do it with 'em, baby, got the pot and the cap (Pot and the cap)
My auntie mother ain't tripping 'cause she taking a nap (Yeah)
Hope rhyme beat the feds, I just might make it in rap (Make it in rap)
Right now a package on the road, I pray it making it back (Making it back)
It just pulled in the garage as a matter of fact (Yeah)
Ten minutes later I was cooking some crack

Hundred bottles on the way, you better tell 'em (Better tell 'em)
Million dollars on the way, you better tell 'em (Better tell 'em)
Million dollars off the yay, you better tell 'em (Better tell 'em)
Give a fuck 'bout what they say, you better tell 'em (Better tell 'em)
Hundred bottles on the way, you better tell 'em (Better tell 'em)
Million dollars on the way, you better tell 'em (Better tell 'em)
Yeah, you better tell 'em (Better tell 'em)
(You already know what this shit is, nigga) You better tell 'em

Set up the Kenmore stove, let it do what it do (Do what it do)
And if I drop a twenty, yeah, you know I'm making it, too (Damn)
Plenty money out here, these niggas making it, too (Making it, too)
Two-elevens 'round here, these niggas taking it, too (Ha-haa)
Rolls truck just dropped, I'ma get it in blue (Get it in blue)
Drive it to the west side and I'ma give it to Blue (Give it to Blue)
Yeah, I heard he turned state, damn, who woulda knew? (Who woulda knew?)
My son consciously said, "He woulda done it to you" (Damn)
Still run with killers and them dealers, yeah, she loving the crew (Loving the crew)
Still run with trappers and them hustlers, yeah, they bugging the crew (Yeah)
And if a nigga ever cross me, I ain't fucking with you (Nah)
Get back up on some gangsta shit 'cause that ain't nothing to do (What's happenin'?)

Hundred bottles on the way, you better tell 'em (Better tell 'em)
Million dollars on the way, you better tell 'em (Better tell 'em)
Million dollars off the yay, you better tell 'em (Better tell 'em)
Give a fuck 'bout what they say, you better tell 'em (Better tell 'em)
Hundred bottles on the way, you better tell 'em (Better tell 'em)
Million dollars on the way, you better tell 'em (Better tell 'em)
Yeah, you better tell 'em (Better tell 'em)
(Wassup? 104, nigga) You better tell 'em