Ms. Tyson

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Spazzin out Pluto
Yeah
Haha
ROM
F3
Bring it back

Say she miss the person that I used to be
As if she didn't change me
Girl if you don't get gone
Got a new hood bitch and she like to fight
Now I call her my sidearm
And she like to f*ck with the light on
Whole damn fam call her lil Ms. Tyson
That's the typa bitch I don't swipe left on
Gripping on my shit anytime that I got my tech on, uh

Find a new obsession
I'm deep in yo mind like I'm really a tenant
I just mix white, with the brown, with the yellow And I'm getting all their makeup blended, uh
Mom always see that I'm Plan B spending
Dad always see that I'm giving him credit
No crease on my J fours and I'm still out here concrete stepping, stepping
My lil brotha always wonder how I do it
So he right next to me with the television tune in
If I bring a bitch to my crib and she say that she don't ride
You can bet that her ass get booted
I want all the smoke, tell 'em bring out the whole pack
Homie come and get me zooted
I can always tell when a pussy ain't about it
He looking for his keys then he dip 'cause the room too crowded
Mans ain't confident, tell by his slouching
Could not see with his bitch on top
So I got the TV mounted
Got CC on my belt so of course she undone it
Asking if I hit it, but I already done it
I just play dumb till I drop this song and they run it
I'm just tryna get them mad so they do sum bout it
Boutta show 'em all how she flooded

Say she miss the person that I used to be
As if she didn't change me
Girl if you don't get gone
Got a new hood bitch and she like to fight
Now I call her my sidearm
And she like to f*ck with the light on
Whole damn fam call her lil Ms. Tyson
That's the typa bitch I don't swipe left on
Gripping on my shit anytime that I got my tech on

I don't two mans less they got the thicc one for me
Hit it till she quit, make her tap out, ride slowly
Grab my neck, and my wrist she say that she love a chrome body
Did it all solo didn't cry for nobody
Dress too nice got your bitch all on me
I want her for the night
I'ma give her right back to a bum
I got a .5 in the blunt
I flash my neck, like a blind from the sun
I rap my shit till they get me done
Tell 'em bring that Henny come and get me crunk
I pour that Rum in the Coke
Let me talk my shit
I'ma get real blunt
I put it in the stomach then she gotta take a Tum
And that's my way and a bitch gotta learn
And she got jaws so I miss my turn
And she hope that I text back on the burner
And the room too lit anytime that I turn up
'Cause I got about two tens on my side
So I gotta roll twenty deep
With about five just watching out the ride
And my right hand chilling on yo best friends thigh
Tell me why the f*ck would I lie
Hahaha

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