MR. TYB

Nigga mad said he tryn get physical Pressed bout these hoes these niggas so typical Fuckin on me, lil mama keep dissin you Eat on my dick then come back home she kissing you Tatts on my sleeve it's a trick or two Making her laugh and I make that ass jiggle too Steady killin the vibes get rid of you All in her stomach no wonder she sick of you Try to link, get the twaa then I dip on ha Kitty so good, Ella Mai I just trip on ha Too clingy sometimes I just flip on ha Speakin on us then I'm jackin it's clip for ha Better come getcha hoe she won't leave me lone Blowin my shit why the fuck do you treat ha wrong Playing the field she be in my zone Tighten up youngn ya bitch always in my phone Tell her slide she gon come wit sum urgency Rush to my crib like it was an emergency Spoil my ass wit sum courtesy Brought sum eats gave me brain did purposely Got me cheesin the way she be servin me Really that nigga no cap it's for certainty "Well why she keep actin nervous" Lock in fore I tweak, slut me out did it perfectly Beef ova hoes, you sissy man Luvin a nigga she jackin the jiggy man City bitch rockin wit me I'm diddy man All on my body, she stuck like a hicky man Steady pimpin you out, you a tricky man Off my rocker, god damn I'm so dizzy man I'm up like a ceiling fan Fuck treesha, get breesha I'm chillin like biggie man "Stop playing with gzz fore he spazz out" "Fellas get ready, all my girls with they ass out" "Real niggas ina spot, got they cash out" "Girls catch a vibe, tryn see what that bag bout" Fuckin scrubs get rid of that Corny niggas baby why would you deal wit that TYB lil homie just gimme that RFR niggas, ha homegirls feelin that Stop playin wit me fore I spazz out Gang get ready, got sum girls wit they ass out real nigga ina spot got my cash out Girl catch a vibe come n see what this bag bout Fuckin wit scrubs get rid of that Corny niggas baby why would you deal wit that TYB lil homie just gimme that "Mhmm, me & my homegirls feelin that