TRANQUILIZER Lyrics – EST Gee

Read the full TRANQUILIZER lyrics by EST Gee from the album BIGGER THAN THE DEVIL along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song.

[Intro:]
Tranquilizer, tranquilizer
Tranquilizer

[Chorus:]
And Ric fresh out the feds, I
Brought a Rolls Royce for him
Another quarter million
Sitting on my left arm
It’s straight, I got that paper
I know I could buy a state charge
It’s straight, you got that

Tranq’, you can turn one to
Eight large
Yes, I would pay for it, make
Water in a drought
You seen me’ fore my deal
Johnny Dang grill, 25 in my
Mouth (Look)

[Verse 1: EST Gee]
Aye, I pour four zips in a twenty ounce
You trying to keep count
I go half a ticket on my wrist
Don’t care ’bout the amount
Aye, I go big on big on any b!tch
Who won’t shut her mouth
They try to cross me out
I came back for revenge, look
I don;t need no friend
My only friend is this loaded revolver

I don’t care if we friends, you
Ain’t my man, if you did, you know profffer
LAst funeral, we did no ambulance
And ain’t go to no doctor
Feds took my friends, I send a word through the pen

Get you popped up
N!ggas be hoes, come home from bids and
Forgot they ain’t shot none
They used to it with Lucci
650 and jewelry on both us
Said he was proud to see me blow up from jail, he wrote me
Sitting on my bunk, thoughts in my head
I might never go home
Facing two hundred years
Now I’m worth two hundred M’s
This like 200 a ear, we get more money than them
Gotta keep my circle tight
’cause these n!ggas be b!tches for real
Gotta keep my circle tight
’cause these n!ggas be snitching for real

[Verse 3: Lil Skirt]
I’m a young six-figure
Still thugging choppers and killers
Still slinging birds and pistols
It’s just the way that I’m living
Introduction to Lil Skirt
I’m the younging that did it
I’m the younging that sent it
I’m that younging, you piss me off
And then I’m dropping a ticket
My shooter’s doing no missing
These pu*sy n!ggas they finished
All for a hundred thousand cash
I don’t wanna talk unless a 1000 grams or better
I ain’t no picky n!gga, four and a half, nine, whatever
Blender scraping out extras
I’ma use ’em for testers
Running laps round these
N!ggas, my mama knew I was
Special
S*it get tricky forever, a 1000 grams or better
You can get whatever, you get whatever n!gga

[Outro:]
Man, n!gga, it’s the youngest richest villain, n!gga
Baby Joker , n!gga, whatever
You wanna call me, n!gga
Mr. Can’t Be Fu*ked With, n!gga, whatever
Name another young n!gga doing it like me, n!gga
N!gga, add me up, n!gga