Hit that bitch one time and make her dip, baby, you gotta walk it out
Whip his eyeball out and make him eat it, I told him to watch his mouth
Ain't no fronta in this town, I'm finna roll a dark stout
Old bitch see blue checks up in my followers, now she wanna pout
Off that drink, I'm feelin' good, sing to yo' bitch like Harry Styles
Told my fans to mosh pit, I'm too big to jump up in a crowd
Cut my ex-bitch off, she spilled my cup, I sued for four hundred
When we ride, we go all black, look like a pack of crow's hunting
Pockets full of Smurfs, my baby, yeah, I got them blues on me
Yeah, he got a gun, but he still pussy, ever seen a gay Tony
Almost cut the chef hand off, he tried to serve me bologna
Think my name, Tyrone, every time I look up, niggas tryna clone me
New bitch, at Sekai, she breakin' tricks down eye to eye
Good aim, I can shoot a fly, puttin' belt to ass like Cobra Kai
All I smoke is gas, my left lung can start a car
My cup raw like caviar, 2XX, I'ma take this rap shit far
When I rap, you gotta mask up, nigga, this shit can get sick
Yo' bitch watchin' every step I take like a f*ckin' Fitbit
Slim bitch, don't really got no ass, but shit, her tits sitting
Huh, and this ain't rap, nigga, this shit talkin', you would think I'm from the Mitten
Huh, cup white as Chloe, that bitch filled with Tristan
Gotta take yo' time, hittin' them Runtz, they punch like Sonny Liston
Told my team, just follow my lead, put trust in me, I'ma complete the mission
Almost slapped this hoe, she bit my Jimmy, it felt like a circumcision
Pullin' bad hoes and I'm rammin' em, she said I'm the man, no Tamela
Drinking lean f*cked up my stamina, I get all my scripts from Pamela
Tryna stuff two zips in his za bag, I'm takin' nugs and crammin' em
Gotta wear my frames when I'm outside so I can see my parameters
Plug got every weapon I can think of, he the Green Lantern
Gotta move swift when I'm in these hick towns, I almost shot a Tanner
Couldn't find no purp, so I'm pourin' gamma, I'm turnin' Bruce Banner
Only like classy bitches Y'all attitude, you gotta have some manners
Huh, shit, and I told her, walk it out
Know some niggas makin' bands off green like they work at a sprouts
ARP binary trigger, barrel look like it's a donkey snout
Let's go trap for trap, we have motion, y'all niggas in a drought
Walk it out
Shit, and I told her, walk it out
Know some niggas makin' money off green like they work at a sprouts
Shit, come on
Remix God nigga
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Hit that bitch one time and make her dip, baby, you gotta walk it out
Whip his eyeball out and make him eat it, I told him to watch his mouth
Ain't no fronta in this town, I'm finna roll a dark stout
Old bitch see blue checks up in my followers, now she wanna pout
Off that drink, I'm feelin' good, sing to yo' bitch like Harry Styles
Told my fans to mosh pit, I'm too big to jump up in a crowd
Cut my ex-bitch off, she spilled my cup, I sued for four hundred
When we ride, we go all black, look like a pack of crow's hunting
Pockets full of Smurfs, my baby, yeah, I got them blues on me
Yeah, he got a gun, but he still pussy, ever seen a gay Tony
Almost cut the chef hand off, he tried to serve me bologna
Think my name, Tyrone, every time I look up, niggas tryna clone me
New bitch, at Sekai, she breakin' tricks down eye to eye
Good aim, I can shoot a fly, puttin' belt to ass like Cobra Kai
All I smoke is gas, my left lung can start a car
My cup raw like caviar, 2XX, I'ma take this rap shit far
When I rap, you gotta mask up, nigga, this shit can get sick
Yo' bitch watchin' every step I take like a f*ckin' Fitbit
Slim bitch, don't really got no ass, but shit, her tits sitting
Huh, and this ain't rap, nigga, this shit talkin', you would think I'm from the Mitten
Huh, cup white as Chloe, that bitch filled with Tristan
Gotta take yo' time, hittin' them Runtz, they punch like Sonny Liston
Told my team, just follow my lead, put trust in me, I'ma complete the mission
Almost slapped this hoe, she bit my Jimmy, it felt like a circumcision
Pullin' bad hoes and I'm rammin' em, she said I'm the man, no Tamela
Drinking lean f*cked up my stamina, I get all my scripts from Pamela
Tryna stuff two zips in his za bag, I'm takin' nugs and crammin' em
Gotta wear my frames when I'm outside so I can see my parameters
Plug got every weapon I can think of, he the Green Lantern
Gotta move swift when I'm in these hick towns, I almost shot a Tanner
Couldn't find no purp, so I'm pourin' gamma, I'm turnin' Bruce Banner
Only like classy bitches Y'all attitude, you gotta have some manners
Huh, shit, and I told her, walk it out
Know some niggas makin' bands off green like they work at a sprouts
ARP binary trigger, barrel look like it's a donkey snout
Let's go trap for trap, we have motion, y'all niggas in a drought
Walk it out
Shit, and I told her, walk it out
Know some niggas makin' money off green like they work at a sprouts
Shit, come on
Remix God nigga
Whip his eyeball out and make him eat it, I told him to watch his mouth
Ain't no fronta in this town, I'm finna roll a dark stout
Old bitch see blue checks up in my followers, now she wanna pout
Off that drink, I'm feelin' good, sing to yo' bitch like Harry Styles
Told my fans to mosh pit, I'm too big to jump up in a crowd
Cut my ex-bitch off, she spilled my cup, I sued for four hundred
When we ride, we go all black, look like a pack of crow's hunting
Pockets full of Smurfs, my baby, yeah, I got them blues on me
Yeah, he got a gun, but he still pussy, ever seen a gay Tony
Almost cut the chef hand off, he tried to serve me bologna
Think my name, Tyrone, every time I look up, niggas tryna clone me
New bitch, at Sekai, she breakin' tricks down eye to eye
Good aim, I can shoot a fly, puttin' belt to ass like Cobra Kai
All I smoke is gas, my left lung can start a car
My cup raw like caviar, 2XX, I'ma take this rap shit far
When I rap, you gotta mask up, nigga, this shit can get sick
Yo' bitch watchin' every step I take like a f*ckin' Fitbit
Slim bitch, don't really got no ass, but shit, her tits sitting
Huh, and this ain't rap, nigga, this shit talkin', you would think I'm from the Mitten
Huh, cup white as Chloe, that bitch filled with Tristan
Gotta take yo' time, hittin' them Runtz, they punch like Sonny Liston
Told my team, just follow my lead, put trust in me, I'ma complete the mission
Almost slapped this hoe, she bit my Jimmy, it felt like a circumcision
Pullin' bad hoes and I'm rammin' em, she said I'm the man, no Tamela
Drinking lean f*cked up my stamina, I get all my scripts from Pamela
Tryna stuff two zips in his za bag, I'm takin' nugs and crammin' em
Gotta wear my frames when I'm outside so I can see my parameters
Plug got every weapon I can think of, he the Green Lantern
Gotta move swift when I'm in these hick towns, I almost shot a Tanner
Couldn't find no purp, so I'm pourin' gamma, I'm turnin' Bruce Banner
Only like classy bitches Y'all attitude, you gotta have some manners
Huh, shit, and I told her, walk it out
Know some niggas makin' bands off green like they work at a sprouts
ARP binary trigger, barrel look like it's a donkey snout
Let's go trap for trap, we have motion, y'all niggas in a drought
Walk it out
Shit, and I told her, walk it out
Know some niggas makin' money off green like they work at a sprouts
Shit, come on
Remix God nigga
Writer: David Crawford
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid