Hopped out the whip with yo bitch
And Idgaf what you gon do bout it
Filled up my cup double stuffed
Get the f*ck out my ear talking alla that nonsense
They screaming tylisha tylisha
You saucy you bad boy you a problem
I kicked down the door with a pair of buttas
Now my niggas in here and we mobbing
Oxycontin
Acid dropping
Pill popping animal nigga
I been plotting
I been watching
I been sticking dick in yo sister
So I'ma teach you niggas how stunt
Shit I'm up in outer space spilling lean on my blunts
With them dirty suburban kids
Nigga po up
So luxurious
Mirella Splatova
This morning I woke up
And thought to myself bruh this must be a dream
Last year I was nobody
Now im Tylisha
Come f*ck with g
Painted fingernail emoji
A nose ring
A tab and a bean
Swear I put on for my team
Dsk we a regime
If I ball know you gon fall
I'm a score
I'm so cold
I'm a muhf*ckn scorch
Switchin lanes in that range
Got ya main bitch whipping
Boss, so she Chaffeur the boy
Ain't got no time to be coy
I had enough these lames
ALL the shit that they make sound the same
Dripping sauce, and I might leave a stain
Baby come f*ck with team
We got blunts dipped in lean
Our aesthetic is precious
Uniquely obscene
Alucard with the bars
Nosferatu I'm mean
I want that neck
I wanna see If you bout alla that shit That you said on ig
Don't lie to me
I climbed up the ladder
Outsmarted defeat
Left enemies descreated by my feet
Don't even speak
Cause you so underneath
Everything I'm doing I can't be discreet
I hop in the booth
And my soul starts to bleed
Keep it suburban
But loved in the streets
Said i Kept it suburban
But loved in the streets
Tylisha the tab man
I'm wild with them sheets
F*ck all of you f*cks you not f*cking with me
I aligned all the stars And gathered a fleet
You gon need an army If you want war with we
Come test and we gon leave yo soldiers deceased
I managed the task
Like the control alt delete
And came out victorious
Without the cheats
No tips and no tricks
Beat the game and I leave
And they doubted just watch how I make em believe
Tylisha Haskins
Dirty Suburban King
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Hopped out the whip with yo bitch
And Idgaf what you gon do bout it
Filled up my cup double stuffed
Get the f*ck out my ear talking alla that nonsense
They screaming tylisha tylisha
You saucy you bad boy you a problem
I kicked down the door with a pair of buttas
Now my niggas in here and we mobbing
Oxycontin
Acid dropping
Pill popping animal nigga
I been plotting
I been watching
I been sticking dick in yo sister
So I'ma teach you niggas how stunt
Shit I'm up in outer space spilling lean on my blunts
With them dirty suburban kids
Nigga po up
So luxurious
Mirella Splatova
This morning I woke up
And thought to myself bruh this must be a dream
Last year I was nobody
Now im Tylisha
Come f*ck with g
Painted fingernail emoji
A nose ring
A tab and a bean
Swear I put on for my team
Dsk we a regime
If I ball know you gon fall
I'm a score
I'm so cold
I'm a muhf*ckn scorch
Switchin lanes in that range
Got ya main bitch whipping
Boss, so she Chaffeur the boy
Ain't got no time to be coy
I had enough these lames
ALL the shit that they make sound the same
Dripping sauce, and I might leave a stain
Baby come f*ck with team
We got blunts dipped in lean
Our aesthetic is precious
Uniquely obscene
Alucard with the bars
Nosferatu I'm mean
I want that neck
I wanna see If you bout alla that shit That you said on ig
Don't lie to me
I climbed up the ladder
Outsmarted defeat
Left enemies descreated by my feet
Don't even speak
Cause you so underneath
Everything I'm doing I can't be discreet
I hop in the booth
And my soul starts to bleed
Keep it suburban
But loved in the streets
Said i Kept it suburban
But loved in the streets
Tylisha the tab man
I'm wild with them sheets
F*ck all of you f*cks you not f*cking with me
I aligned all the stars And gathered a fleet
You gon need an army If you want war with we
Come test and we gon leave yo soldiers deceased
I managed the task
Like the control alt delete
And came out victorious
Without the cheats
No tips and no tricks
Beat the game and I leave
And they doubted just watch how I make em believe
Tylisha Haskins
Dirty Suburban King
And Idgaf what you gon do bout it
Filled up my cup double stuffed
Get the f*ck out my ear talking alla that nonsense
They screaming tylisha tylisha
You saucy you bad boy you a problem
I kicked down the door with a pair of buttas
Now my niggas in here and we mobbing
Oxycontin
Acid dropping
Pill popping animal nigga
I been plotting
I been watching
I been sticking dick in yo sister
So I'ma teach you niggas how stunt
Shit I'm up in outer space spilling lean on my blunts
With them dirty suburban kids
Nigga po up
So luxurious
Mirella Splatova
This morning I woke up
And thought to myself bruh this must be a dream
Last year I was nobody
Now im Tylisha
Come f*ck with g
Painted fingernail emoji
A nose ring
A tab and a bean
Swear I put on for my team
Dsk we a regime
If I ball know you gon fall
I'm a score
I'm so cold
I'm a muhf*ckn scorch
Switchin lanes in that range
Got ya main bitch whipping
Boss, so she Chaffeur the boy
Ain't got no time to be coy
I had enough these lames
ALL the shit that they make sound the same
Dripping sauce, and I might leave a stain
Baby come f*ck with team
We got blunts dipped in lean
Our aesthetic is precious
Uniquely obscene
Alucard with the bars
Nosferatu I'm mean
I want that neck
I wanna see If you bout alla that shit That you said on ig
Don't lie to me
I climbed up the ladder
Outsmarted defeat
Left enemies descreated by my feet
Don't even speak
Cause you so underneath
Everything I'm doing I can't be discreet
I hop in the booth
And my soul starts to bleed
Keep it suburban
But loved in the streets
Said i Kept it suburban
But loved in the streets
Tylisha the tab man
I'm wild with them sheets
F*ck all of you f*cks you not f*cking with me
I aligned all the stars And gathered a fleet
You gon need an army If you want war with we
Come test and we gon leave yo soldiers deceased
I managed the task
Like the control alt delete
And came out victorious
Without the cheats
No tips and no tricks
Beat the game and I leave
And they doubted just watch how I make em believe
Tylisha Haskins
Dirty Suburban King
Writer: Julian Johnson
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