KOMPLETE

INTRO:

(CHORUS)
I can't stop running up

Until is complete

Boa think he hard

Till his ass face concrete

I can't take this too mom house

Call up auntie

All these got damn problems
Ima stuff it in a fronto leaf

Double clip extra bullets

Hit you wit a combo piece

I'm tryna get my racks up

Fat asf

Like I'm obese

They not gon

Trace my trail

Ain't no way to find me

Aye You wanna go to heaven or hell

Don't get turnt to a zombie



(VERSE 1: SBG TIGGY)

These hoes tryna cage me up

Like I am Johnny

These hoes thinking I'm they son

I don't need a mommy

It take a short time for me to flip

Don't call it perfect timing

I put the distortion

Too the streets

So you can hear me loudly

I'm out tryna serve the game

Too keep my momma smiling

I just put on whatever today

This my styling

I don't listen to whatever they say

Not my profiling

Ima drip Ima splash today

Might leave you drowning

I move on my mission now

You snooze bitch you missing out

I'm koo I can't kick it now

You loose tryna rat Me out

Roaches in the kitchen lights on

Watch them scatter out

I know these niggas is chicken

Let's get the flour and batter out

3 swings Bitch batter out

You rather love

I'll smash her out

You spend yo money on hoes

I'm not bouta cash her out

I got other plans lil bitch my eyes is open

Fucking around wit me and villain

You don't know what you approaching

Drink time it's time to toast up

I need breakfast in the morning

Girl don't burn the toast up

I know they waiting on the day when young Tiggy blow up

Everybody looking dead off them drugs but they had woke up

(CHORUS)

I can't stop running up

Until is complete

Boa think he hard

Till his ass face concrete

I can't take this too mom house

Call up auntie

All these got damn problems
Ima stuff it in a fronto leaf

Double clip extra bullets

Hit you wit a combo piece

I'm tryna get my racks up

Fat asf

Like I'm obese

They not gon

Trace my trail

Ain't no way to find me

Aye You wanna go to heaven or hell

Don't get turnt to a zombie


(VERSE 2: SBG TIGGY)
Big blunt roller

Plus a big gun toter

Dust on my shoulder

Debris on my loafers

Lucky 4 leaf clover

You don't have a chance bitch

Y'all Niggahz basic I'm too advanced bitch

21 one guns bitch

I load each one of em

You got bullet proof

I shoot threw the sole on each one of em

21 triggers times 2

42 guns on em

Kept my eyes too the grown

They said hold yo chin up

Winners hold they head high

When they fall they get up

You should worry bout

Yo life and where you Bouta end up

The pain turn you to alcohol

So now I keep the hen tucked

It's like they tryna still from my farm

I gotta keep the hen tucked

I den did too much

Just to fucking give up

The mask on me tight

Bitch I keep the bag on me right

They mad at me right

Fuck you all who wanna die tonight

And im riding im sliding up on all of these bitches

Bitch im gliding

Your already know Yeah, Yeah

Tiggo vibing

You already know yeah yeah

Tiggo sliding

WRITTEN BY, CHRISTAIN RILEY