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Tethered Video (MV)




Performed By: Kietrel
Language: English
Length: 2:15
Written by: Rashone Scott Jr.




Kietrel - Tethered Lyrics




Tuh, tuh, ayy, shout out Ocho, I need one of them 85 cigars, like, right now, like, look
Shout out that Natty O, yeah, shout out that Natty O, yeah, shout out that Natty O
Take her out the city, take her out the country, tuh
I came for the pussy, and I came for money, tuh
Stackin' up the budget, plus I never touch it, tuh
Like she hurt herself, baby, let me rub it, tuh
I been gettin' stronger, so I last longer, tuh
Drunk up off your lemonade, that Arnold Palmer, uh
I see bodies dyin', I know he a goner, tuh
Prayers to the weather, we America's most wanted, uh

I been chillin' with her, we been gettin' better, better
Plus, we gettin' closer, yeah, we finally tethered, tethered
On the road, beat the streets in this warmer weather, weather
Cop the plea, do the time, stay with me forever
I'ma weep, I'ma cry, If you change the climate
Roll the tree, pour the vine, I'ma go bananas
Young bitch, taylor port, I guess I'ma play the sport
Pour me up, two more quarts, she play rough, AFC North, tuh

Yo, I should be sittin' on insentives by how much I'm gettin', tuh
Layers to this cake, I'm stackin' up relentless, tuh
Ya, that ain't none of my bitches talkin' 50-50, tuh
But it's a slutfest, the way that ho seductive, ya
Pick you up out front for our midday McLovin', ya
Pinchin' out them peaches, smoke it up this evening, ya
Get your act together, we ain't up in Cleveland, ya
Its theNatty, oh, you smokin' Natty's, though
She look international, I'm off that Addi though
Think like I'm on an honor roll, jumpin' a pussy Geronimo
Knockin' her down like dominoes, wherever I'm goin', she tryna go, vamanos

I been chillin' with her, we been gettin' better, better
Plus, we gettin' closer, yeah, we finally tethered
On the road, beat the streets in this warmer weather
Cop the plea, do the time, stay with me forever, ever
I'ma weep, I'ma cry if you change the climate
Roll the tree, pour the vine, I'ma go bananas
Young bitch, Taylor Port, I guess I'ma play the sport
Pour me up, two more quarts, she play rough, AFC North
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Tuh, tuh, ayy, shout out Ocho, I need one of them 85 cigars, like, right now, like, look
Shout out that Natty O, yeah, shout out that Natty O, yeah, shout out that Natty O
Take her out the city, take her out the country, tuh
I came for the pussy, and I came for money, tuh
Stackin' up the budget, plus I never touch it, tuh
Like she hurt herself, baby, let me rub it, tuh
I been gettin' stronger, so I last longer, tuh
Drunk up off your lemonade, that Arnold Palmer, uh
I see bodies dyin', I know he a goner, tuh
Prayers to the weather, we America's most wanted, uh

I been chillin' with her, we been gettin' better, better
Plus, we gettin' closer, yeah, we finally tethered, tethered
On the road, beat the streets in this warmer weather, weather
Cop the plea, do the time, stay with me forever
I'ma weep, I'ma cry, If you change the climate
Roll the tree, pour the vine, I'ma go bananas
Young bitch, taylor port, I guess I'ma play the sport
Pour me up, two more quarts, she play rough, AFC North, tuh

Yo, I should be sittin' on insentives by how much I'm gettin', tuh
Layers to this cake, I'm stackin' up relentless, tuh
Ya, that ain't none of my bitches talkin' 50-50, tuh
But it's a slutfest, the way that ho seductive, ya
Pick you up out front for our midday McLovin', ya
Pinchin' out them peaches, smoke it up this evening, ya
Get your act together, we ain't up in Cleveland, ya
Its theNatty, oh, you smokin' Natty's, though
She look international, I'm off that Addi though
Think like I'm on an honor roll, jumpin' a pussy Geronimo
Knockin' her down like dominoes, wherever I'm goin', she tryna go, vamanos

I been chillin' with her, we been gettin' better, better
Plus, we gettin' closer, yeah, we finally tethered
On the road, beat the streets in this warmer weather
Cop the plea, do the time, stay with me forever, ever
I'ma weep, I'ma cry if you change the climate
Roll the tree, pour the vine, I'ma go bananas
Young bitch, Taylor Port, I guess I'ma play the sport
Pour me up, two more quarts, she play rough, AFC North
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Writer: Rashone Scott Jr.
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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