| Yo it’s Ty
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| Ty? |
| Ty who?
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| You don’t know me and all that my nigga but I got your number through somebody
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| my nigga I just want you to know I fuck with you my nigga. |
| You a real nigga my
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| nigga, I just came home, just came home my nigga. |
| I ain’t been home 24 hours my
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| nigga, I just came home. |
| You a real nigga my nigga, I heard you on Kay Slay up
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| north my nigga
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| Aite, Love, lOVE
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| You go crazy, nigga goes crazy. |
| I fucks with the Cut It, Momma Workin
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| Man, how this nigga get my number
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| So I know all about the work nah mean, I gets the work I does the work,
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| I give niggas that work. |
| But long story short my nigga, you calling my bitch
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| my nigga. |
| I seen the DM my nigga, broke into her instagram
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| Who is yo bitch my nigga? |
| Fuck is you talkin bout
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| Hold on, real talk my nigga, don’t hand up cause real niggas don’t hang up.
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| Real niggas don’t hang up
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| This nigga buggin the fuck out B. Ait man, go head talk, go head talk
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| Aite man, on some real shit I rap too, I let your hear something after we
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| finish this, but hold on one second, yo
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| This nigga’s crazy man, are you crying my nigga? |
| Nahhh, Are you crying?
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| No, that’s my bitch my nigga, leave her alone my nigga
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| This nigga crying on my fuckin phone
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| We got a family. |
| I just wana come home to my family B. She was visitin me,
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| tellin me everything was good, the commissary was right, the jack mack
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| everything B, everything
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| Get the fuck off my line I heard you my nigga word, niggas calling me all
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| fucking day, how the fuck you get my number anyway?
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| They say it don’t matter who getting at her
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| If she getting at you
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| (I think she getting at me)
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| It’s a quarter past three, now orders gon' be
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| Shorty got her eyes on me
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| I’ma pull up in a few now what’s you gon' do bae
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| Shorty got her eyes on me
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| And I heard they getting at her but it really don’t matter
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| Yeah shorty got her eyes on me
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| Don’t care what you say, nigga you just wanna wait
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| Shorty got her eyes on me
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| I walk in rooms and get attention I ain’t even want
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| Coulda flexed when I saw you, I ain’t even stunt
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| Pull up on 'em in the back I ain’t even front
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| Eating off of a day party, I ain’t even lunch
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| But sometimes you gotta miss a meal to make a mil
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| Just because you making money that don’t make you real
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| Put her hands in my pants, had to make her feel
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| Playing with that black mamba, how that Laker feel
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| I might go Kobe in that thing
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| Might go Kobe with the rings
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| Slide up in it five times
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| Pop them bottles five times
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| I hit 50 on 'em niggas, came through with 5 dimes
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| 5 shots, five lines
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| Soo-wu, five slimes
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| Ay, all my girls shaped like Donald Jones guitar
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| She said tape it just so you can watch it on your phone tomorrow
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| Wait we made that fucking movie, think we gon' be porno stars
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| That’s just what we gon' do, now tell me what you want do?
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| It’s a quarter past three, tell me what it’s gon' be
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| Shorty got her eyes on me
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| I’ma pull up with a few tell me what you gon' d
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| Shorty got her eyes on me
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| And I heard they getting at her but it really don’t matter
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| Yeah shorty got her eyes on me
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| Don’t care what you say, just know that you in the way
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| Your shorty got her eyes on me
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| I got misses in different cities, they ain’t never meeting
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| I do hotels then see the penthouse, they ain’t ever leaving
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| I told her I don’t do no drugs, I just be heavy weeded
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| She know I really was outside, I been in every precinct
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| She bended over, I get closer, lotta heavy breathing
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| She told me I was in her stomach, I get very deep in
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| That ass for me, she splashed the cheeks until that bed is leaking
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| My iPhone keep me in drama, I wish I had a beeper
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| The loudest reefer, cold ch&agne, I’m in Italian sneakers
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| She never speak on how we creeping guess that’s now our secret
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| Monday to Thursday I’m grinding so we get wild as Weeknd
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| Smell like she fresh out the shower, no doubt I’m down to eat it
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| We in Christians his and her
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| Daily switching different purse
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| I do Henny, she do vodka, hit it before she go to work
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| Out in pubic we be touching, people talking like yo y’all bugging
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| Me and her be taking flights, we got matching Goyard luggage, uh
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| It’s a quarter past three, now orders gon' be
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| Shorty got her eyes on me
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| I’ma pull up in a few now what’s you gon' do bae
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| Shorty got her eyes on me
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| And I heard they getting at her but it really don’t matter
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| Yeah shorty got her eyes on me
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| Don’t care what you say, nigga you just wanna wait
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| Shorty got her eyes on me
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| It’s a quarter past three, tell me what it’s gon' be
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| Shorty got her eyes on me
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| I’ma pull up with a few tell me what you gon' d
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| Shorty got her eyes on me
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| And I heard they getting at her but it really don’t matter
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| Yeah shorty got her eyes on me
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| Don’t care what you say, just know that you in the way
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| Your shorty got her eyes on me
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| Yeah-yeah-yeah
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| Yeah-yeah-yeah
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| Yeah-yeah-yeah
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| Shorty got her eyes on me
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| Yeah-yeah-yeah
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| Shorty got her eyes on me
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| Yeah-yeah-yeah
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| Yeah-yeah-yeah
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| Yeah-yeah-yeah
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| Shorty got her eyes on me
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| Yeah-yeah-yeah
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| Yeah-yeah-yeah
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| Yeah-yeah-yeah |