Ting (feat. Triz Fresco)
I been thinking bout some things,
You want to lock it up and get a ring
I just poured you a cup, lets have a drink
Them niggas get caught up, they gonna sing
I'm in Jamaica, I'm sipping Ting
Shorty on me, She wanna do her Ting
Heart colder then winter bout to spring,
Its already evident, that they jealous
Girl you was heaven sent, yea
Know that I'm sliding through as soon as you call me
They was throwing shade, I can tell they salty
I know non of these hoes ain't got nothing for me
I just focus up tryna get my money
You know I'm one call away
In the city bout ball today
Good work no resume
Damn I sound like my protege
My brody he passed away, not counting my accolades
I been thinking bout some things,
You want to lock it up and get a ring
I just poured you a cup, lets have a drink
Them niggas get caught up, they gonna sing
I'm in Jamaica, I'm sipping Ting
Shorty on me, She wanna do her Ting
Heart colder then winter bout to spring
Its already evident, that they jealous
Girl you was heaven sent, yea
I been thinking bout some things,
You want to lock it up and get a ring
I just poured you a cup, lets have a drink
Them niggas get caught up, they gonna sing
I'm in Jamaica, I'm sipping Ting
Shorty on me, She wanna do her Ting
Heart colder then winter bout to spring
Its already evident, that they jealous
Girl you was heaven sent, yea
(Tyme)
Looking like you heaven sent, but you a demon
All that shit you saying, without a meaning
I see you want a ring baby, but you feening
And I'm leaning, sipping lean and
You really got me feeling light
You really got me feeling like
Like I'm a demon, I'm a demon, yea
I been thinking bout some things
You want to lock it up and get a ring
I just poured you a cup, lets have a drink
Them niggas get caught up, they gonna sing
I'm in Jamaica, I'm sipping Ting
Shorty on me, She wanna do her Ting
Heart colder then winter bout to spring
It's already evident, that they jealous
Girl you was heaven sent, yea
I been thinking bout some things
You want to lock it up and get a ring
I just poured you a cup, lets have a drink
Them niggas get caught up, they gonna sing
I'm in Jamaica, I'm sipping Ting
You want to lock it up and get a ring
I just poured you a cup, lets have a drink
Them niggas get caught up, they gonna sing
I'm in Jamaica, I'm sipping Ting
Shorty on me, She wanna do her Ting
Heart colder then winter bout to spring,
Its already evident, that they jealous
Girl you was heaven sent, yea
Know that I'm sliding through as soon as you call me
They was throwing shade, I can tell they salty
I know non of these hoes ain't got nothing for me
I just focus up tryna get my money
You know I'm one call away
In the city bout ball today
Good work no resume
Damn I sound like my protege
My brody he passed away, not counting my accolades
I been thinking bout some things,
You want to lock it up and get a ring
I just poured you a cup, lets have a drink
Them niggas get caught up, they gonna sing
I'm in Jamaica, I'm sipping Ting
Shorty on me, She wanna do her Ting
Heart colder then winter bout to spring
Its already evident, that they jealous
Girl you was heaven sent, yea
I been thinking bout some things,
You want to lock it up and get a ring
I just poured you a cup, lets have a drink
Them niggas get caught up, they gonna sing
I'm in Jamaica, I'm sipping Ting
Shorty on me, She wanna do her Ting
Heart colder then winter bout to spring
Its already evident, that they jealous
Girl you was heaven sent, yea
(Tyme)
Looking like you heaven sent, but you a demon
All that shit you saying, without a meaning
I see you want a ring baby, but you feening
And I'm leaning, sipping lean and
You really got me feeling light
You really got me feeling like
Like I'm a demon, I'm a demon, yea
I been thinking bout some things
You want to lock it up and get a ring
I just poured you a cup, lets have a drink
Them niggas get caught up, they gonna sing
I'm in Jamaica, I'm sipping Ting
Shorty on me, She wanna do her Ting
Heart colder then winter bout to spring
It's already evident, that they jealous
Girl you was heaven sent, yea
I been thinking bout some things
You want to lock it up and get a ring
I just poured you a cup, lets have a drink
Them niggas get caught up, they gonna sing
I'm in Jamaica, I'm sipping Ting
Credits
Writer(s): Triz Fresco
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