Tight AF (916 Remix)

His hair WACK
His gear WACK
His jewelry WACK
His foot stance WACK
The way that he talks WACK
The way he doesn't even like to smile WACK
Me? I'm tight AS FUCK

I work hard I'm on my grind
I got yo back but who got mine
South sac city I'm reppin' that 9
I do look good and I did take time
I'm the design you cannot f*ck with my rhyme yo flow is on the decline I'm on a high it's my turn
Watch out lil Bch don't kill my vibe
I'm dat guy I could take weeks off
Spazz hard til the beats off
My stocks up no see saw
Nouveau Riche wit that reach god
Child's play like ring toss you new nias weak sauce
Let me season up that rice pilaf slide off in the stang and peel off
Lean on it but clean on it
I cook it up while you fiend for it
Intoxicate when I breathe on it
Why the fuck you think I got Heam on it
Go looney, don't like that then sue me
You funny but not Paul Mooney
Facts of life no Blair no Toootie
Gas on the track like it's my duty
Flow got bling like a bright red ruby
1 whole take that's how I ran thru it
Modern day Mozart boy I got music
Game winnin' shot n yo a just blew it
Now ya gone fishin' you forgot the whole damn mission young god wit that old vision
Eagle eye perfect shoot with precision been what the games been missin' no kiddin '
Proofs in the puddin'

I'm tight as f*ck, I'm tight as f*ck, I'm tight as f*ck (Ayyyee)
I'm tight as f*ck, I'm tight as f*ck, I'm tight as f*ck (Ayyyee)
I'm tight as f*ck, I'm tight as f*ck, I'm tight as f*ck (Ayyyee)
I'm tight as f*ck, I'm tight as f*ck, I'm tight as f*ck
Yeah baby this the remix 916 this the team bih, tell Stevie don't wonder
Why you squares can't see this (Yeah)
I'm tight as f*ck, I'm tight as f*ck, I'm tight as f*ck (Ayyyee)
I'm tight as f*ck, I'm tight as REMIX!

She tight as f*ck, she like to suck, come ride with us on hyphy bus
dont get to close she might be sus, don't get to bold run dry on luck
I've been rollin around in the sactown city
Rollin wit the dogs put the mack down wit me
I don't wanna slide if yo party isn't lit as f*ck
I don't even think they wanna chill wit us
One life to live so lets live it up
One night wit the kid lets mix it up
Get right lil' bih please fill the cup
I have been grindin' so steady
This is my time bih I'm ready
This is your nightmare I'm Freddy
Scared for your life cause I'm deadly (Uhh)
I make the money the very first
Work from the first to the thirty first
Come here lil' bih let me cure your thirst
I make a hoe do the dirty work
You know I'm rollin' wit Xtra
And you know we wit the extras
Girl I'm too busy to call now
When I got time I might text ya
Catch me from Cali to Texas
I get all around get the message
I am too busy I roll through the city
My life is so litty I'm bless-ed
Everywhere I go the bches go psycho
They suck me like lypo I get it
I'm Matthew McConaughey
Got them hoes all on J give me the top and I wreck it

I'm tight as f*ck, I'm tight as f*ck, I'm tight as f*ck (Ayyyee)
I'm tight as f*ck, I'm tight as f*ck, I'm tight as f*ck (Ayyyee)
I'm tight as f*ck, I'm tight as f*ck, I'm tight as f*ck (Ayyyee)
I'm tight as f*ck, I'm tight as f*ck, I'm tight as f*ck
Yeah baby this the remix 916 this the team bih, tell Stevie don't wonder
Why you squares can't see this (Yeah)
I'm tight as f*ck, I'm tight as f*ck, I'm tight as f*ck (Ayyyee)
I'm tight as f*ck, I'm tight as f*ck, I'm tight as f*ck

I'm tight as f*ck and I been that
OG nia no throwback
Ask anybody and they'll say that
That nia Meeze been the sh*t no cap (Oh yeah)
Im wavy nia I ain't talkin' bout settin' no trends
Lets get it in still been killin' tracks
Like I've been frozen for about ten wait
Calm down though y'all doin' too much
You'll never be me
You'll never be us
Got too much sauce when I'm in this bih
Move like a pimp and talk my sh*t
All at the bar sippin' D'usse
All on the radio like Sway
Aye nia f*ck a bag need a suitcase
Couldn't touch me even on my worse day yup
Eat these rappers like fruitcake
A nia don't chef but I do bake
They don't want no smoke like good vape
Fuck around and get pressed in your man's face
Get Meeze on the track thats God's gift
Think you harder than the kid thats horse sh*t
I'll sit you down put you on punishment
Make you tuck yo shine that's an eclipse
Thats bars nia no jail cell
You want it done right then hit Intel
We gettin money like its tax season
My bankroll it swells well
Wait hold up, let's get it poppin' like a soda
Or what you wanna be when you grow up
Too much it factor y'all been actors
Y'all cn't f*ck wit that boy (What)

I'm tight as f*ck, I'm tight as f*ck, I'm tight as f*ck (Ayyyee)
I'm tight as f*ck, I'm tight as f*ck, I'm tight as f*ck (Ayyyee)
I'm tight as f*ck, I'm tight as f*ck, I'm tight as f*ck (Ayyyee)
I'm tight as f*ck, I'm tight as f*ck, I'm tight as f*ck
Yeah baby this the remix 916 this the team bih, tell Stevie don't wonder
Why you squares can't see this (Yeah)
I'm tight as f*ck, I'm tight as f*ck, I'm tight as f*ck (Ayyyee)
I'm tight as f*ck, I'm tight as f*ck, I'm tight as f*ck

Alright mic me up I don't
Need somebody to hype me up
I turn tracks into gold I got the Midas touch
I'm dope I ain't jokin' I'm tight as f*ck
Just get at me I'll come and wake the cypher up
Have the whole circle shocked like lightning struck
I'm on my own hype ain't nobody like me bruh
You'd want to tap in before the price go up
Them nias might be cold but they ain't sicker than me
Expect to get something different when you listen to me
And I need all my chippers I dont be spittin' for free
And if you ain't on my level you cant kick it with me
I be flippin' these beats so ridiculously
All these bches be wanting to take a picture with me
They nias mad cause they ain't in the same position as me
F*ck them nias them nias don't want no issues with me nah
I hope you gettin' yours cause I'm gettin' mine
Otherwise you get ignored when you hit my line
Contemplate ways to make some more money all the time
you would think I own a skateboard way I'm on my grind yeah
So while you focus on what sh*ts the dopest
I hustle like I just got an eviction notice
Yeah I am fiend for the green I got an addiction
Thinkin' Heam ain't got no chicken you got to be trippin'
Everything I do is extra raw and I look extra big when I stand next to y'all
It ain't my fault I'm better than the rest of y'all my life is extra good so I ain't stressed at all
They praying on my downfall but it ain't gon' happen
If I say it then I mean it know I aint just rappin'
I imagine you ain't never heard this type of stuff
It's like magic when I write hoe I'm tight as f*ck



Credits
Writer(s): William Mcclain
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