Lyrics Still Free TC - 24hrs, Ty Dolla $ign

Still Free TC

I love the Private Club
Eight-five, know if I’m speedin', I’m in my droptop
I been on some get money shit for a long time
I just touched a hundred this month
I bought what the fuck I want
Dior know me first-name, guess I buy too much
I can’t pass the wood no more
'Cause I ain’t gettin' high enough
Been had 6, now I’m tryna reach Figure 8
They booked me in December, now the later day
Show sold out, we sneakin' bitches in the VIP
Twelve pulled me over, said he really need to see ID
2020 bat, I got a feature with T.I.P
And she love the Private Club
That’s why she wanna ride with us
I don' came a long way, back when I didn’t have shit
Walkin' out of Mastro’s with somethin' that’s not average
Droptop, mm-hmm, that shit make me pass out
If it’s 'bout that gang-gang, know that I’m gon' crash out
Counted hundred thousand cash way before I had my deal, nigga
Lil' T mean everything, you broke and still be real, nigga
Route receiver, Twenty catchin' plays, I’m in the field, nigga
She lookin' for a man, but she keep fuckin' everything she meet
I can’t fuck with everybody, pressin' up this fentanyl
Big dog, really not a nigga they can step on
Photoshoot, I can tell these niggas wanna be me
MVMNT, that’s the gang and it’s still Free TC
(MVMNT, that’s the gang and it’s still Free TC)
MVMNT, that’s the gang and it’s still Free TC
(MVMNT, that’s the gang and it’s still Free TC)
I can tell these niggas wanna be me
(I can tell these niggas wanna be me)
MVMNT, that’s the gang and it’s still Free TC
(MVMNT, that’s the gang and it’s still Free TC)
I ain’t move a finger, but you got touched like the Ouija
(I ain’t move a finger, but you got touched like the Ouija)
105 West, on my way back to Hollywood
Two twenty on the dash, I got a heavy foot
Baby told me «Please slow down»
I think I probably should (Should)
Niggas always wanna race, they see you in a sports car
Spent a hundred in the club, no, we don’t do the sports bar
Two hundred dollar lineups, use to get mine on Crenshaw
Know you mad at me, when I was workin', you dicked off
Walked into Hermès, I bought my bitch a purse
She gon' wear it with some Bottegas and my merch (Merch)
Tell 'em I ain’t doin' not favors, I need my racks (Racks)
'Til the day I make a billion, I just can’t relax (Relax)
MVMNT, that’s the gang and it’s still Free TC
(MVMNT, that’s the gang and it’s still Free TC)
MVMNT, that’s the gang and it’s still Free TC
(MVMNT, that’s the gang and it’s still Free TC)
I can tell these niggas wanna be me
(I can tell these niggas wanna be me)