[Luh Tyler] (Xair, let me get that motherfucker) Ski Yeah, nigga, rrr, rrr Yeah, phew, phew Nigga, yeah, nigga, yeah
[Luh Tyler] Nigga gettin' to that green just like Cee-Lo Nigga, I'm a smooth-ass jit, feel like Gio And I got your bitch bitin' on me like mosquito I might go and get her edges laid like a Frito Nigga know I snap on every beat Bitch, I'm in another nigga's city just like every week Know I gotta stay up on the grind, nigga, ain't no sleep Know you gotta watch out for them niggas 'cause they moving creep Gotta look out for the fam, nigga, that's what made me Got me feelin' like I'm XB, you know I'm wavy Real smooth nigga, I'll slide up on your lady Pull up in that super Benz, took off in Mercedes I ain't tryna play no games, baby, tricks for kids In the booth, I'm feelin' super like my nigga Wiz Man, these niggas really cap, think they work at Lids Niggas steady hatin' on me, startin' to feel like Chris Tryna run that money up and go and drop it on my wrist Pop out on the scene, got your bitch tryna take a pic Nigga chasin' after money, know I get that shit quick Pull up to the club, rock the stage, get that shit lit Pull up to the club, rock the stage, got your bitch amazed Niggas steady hatin' on me, bitch, I ain't even fazed I'ma just go run that money up and put it in your face When that lil bitch get to actin' out, I put her in her place You can come and get your bitch back, I want a refund Before you come and try to talk to me, bitch, get your feet done Nigga, I been gettin' to them bands like Big Meech son Pull up in that super coupe, but this is not no Nissan
[Trapland Pat] I found the route, I'm at that dome by the FNU Cash out on one and a half, I might just front you two Dope sold, money fold, what you tryna do? I could bring the dope back to life, but this ain't nothin' new Relapse, said I was gon' ride, but I just popped a viber Skydivin', boy, you ain't connivin', I'm a real glider Traction ain't off, but I could spin it, I'm a real slider Wrestlin' with the work all in the lab 'cause I'm a real fighter Got the fully auto all in Toronto, this a super Drac' If early birds get all the worms, these niggas super late Like, fuck the four door, it's me and bae, we slidin' coupe today Tyler say he on what I'm on, who we gon' shoot today? Yeah, I serve the junkies third person, I'ma catch the powers A hundred fifty miles away, that's only two hours All my lines gettin' hot, I served too many flowers VPN, how they gon' track me when I block the tower? (Ha)
[Luh Tyler] I done upped that price, yeah, I doubled up Got your bitch pourin' liquor with the Sprite in my double cup Man, I really think a nigga 'bout to blow, I done bubbled up Nigga, I done jumped inside my bag, I done duffled up Nigga runnin' up them bands, know I need my pockets fat, man Baby, let me give that ass a pat like I'm Trapland Nigga know I step out all black like I'm Batman Bitch, I need the frontend 'fore I pick up the backend I need a mil', nigga, fuck a hundred grand, man I can't kick it with you niggas, I ain't Jackie Chan, man Nigga hatin' on me, mad 'cause his bitch a fan, man How the fuck you don't got no motion? I don't understand, man I been steppin' on they neck, so I had to put my shoes on Nigga finna get my groove on It's a bad bitch, she too grown I can't never sit still, nigga know I gotta move on Catch me singin' to your bitch like Mr. Right, I can't move wrong
No, I can't move wrong Yeah, nigga No, I can't move wrong Yeah Bad bitch and she too grown Nigga, yeah Phew, phew Nigga, ski Alright, let me do one more adlib on the barTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
