TSL (feat. Qui$e)
You think I'm bout to tuck these chains then bruh you must be stupid
Just bought a trouble season shirt that match my shoes it's stupid
I'm contemplating what it means to be the realest in it
I stuff some loud inside a raw then put some feelings in it
I'm gon' keep hustling till my cars ain't got no ceilings in it
Gotta change my fit I'm way too hot done done some dealings in it
Came around that corner lil too hot this got the hemi in it
Can't even use this wallet wallet got too many in it
You hit her up she ain't reply
I'm why
I booboo when I step out I'm that guy
I'm fly
They judge me when they see me I know why
I'm high
I like girls that like to fuck each other
Bi
You see me and my people chasing dreams we ain't gon' quit
I heard you reap whatever you sow and you gon' get whatever you get
So on my momma I'm gon' work and eat up all these benefits
I upgraded my life so don't be calling bout no lics
You think I'm bout to tuck these chains then boy you must be stupid
Just bought a trouble season shirt that match my shoes it's stupid
I'm contemplating what it means to be the realest in it
I stuff some loud inside a raw then put some feelings in it
I'm gon' keep hustling till my cars ain't got no ceilings in it
Gotta change my fit I'm way too hot done done some dealings in it
Came around that corner lil too hot this got the hemi in it
Can't even use this wallet wallet got too many in it
You think I'm bout to tuck this chain well boy you must be stupid
I fell in love with cake quick like I got shot by cupid
They be asking where you at quise and what you doing
I been running on the track I'm up one
I just had to spare yo bitch for staring or something
I made tsl an army now we ain't sparing enough
Searchin in the woo I found my spot in the rough
Long story short, quise been adding it up
You think I'm bout to tuck these chains then bruh you must be stupid
Just bought a trouble season shirt that match my shoes it's stupid
I'm contemplating what it means to be the realest in it
I stuff some loud inside a raw then put some feelings in it
I'm gon' keep hustling till my cars ain't got no ceilings in it
Gotta change my fit I'm way too hot done done some dealings in it
Came around that corner lil too hot this got the hemi in it
Can't even use this wallet wallet got too many in it
Just bought a trouble season shirt that match my shoes it's stupid
I'm contemplating what it means to be the realest in it
I stuff some loud inside a raw then put some feelings in it
I'm gon' keep hustling till my cars ain't got no ceilings in it
Gotta change my fit I'm way too hot done done some dealings in it
Came around that corner lil too hot this got the hemi in it
Can't even use this wallet wallet got too many in it
You hit her up she ain't reply
I'm why
I booboo when I step out I'm that guy
I'm fly
They judge me when they see me I know why
I'm high
I like girls that like to fuck each other
Bi
You see me and my people chasing dreams we ain't gon' quit
I heard you reap whatever you sow and you gon' get whatever you get
So on my momma I'm gon' work and eat up all these benefits
I upgraded my life so don't be calling bout no lics
You think I'm bout to tuck these chains then boy you must be stupid
Just bought a trouble season shirt that match my shoes it's stupid
I'm contemplating what it means to be the realest in it
I stuff some loud inside a raw then put some feelings in it
I'm gon' keep hustling till my cars ain't got no ceilings in it
Gotta change my fit I'm way too hot done done some dealings in it
Came around that corner lil too hot this got the hemi in it
Can't even use this wallet wallet got too many in it
You think I'm bout to tuck this chain well boy you must be stupid
I fell in love with cake quick like I got shot by cupid
They be asking where you at quise and what you doing
I been running on the track I'm up one
I just had to spare yo bitch for staring or something
I made tsl an army now we ain't sparing enough
Searchin in the woo I found my spot in the rough
Long story short, quise been adding it up
You think I'm bout to tuck these chains then bruh you must be stupid
Just bought a trouble season shirt that match my shoes it's stupid
I'm contemplating what it means to be the realest in it
I stuff some loud inside a raw then put some feelings in it
I'm gon' keep hustling till my cars ain't got no ceilings in it
Gotta change my fit I'm way too hot done done some dealings in it
Came around that corner lil too hot this got the hemi in it
Can't even use this wallet wallet got too many in it
Credits
Writer(s): Matthew Eaves
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