Tie-Dye

Christo, you crazy

(Yea, yea, yea, yea)
(Woah, woah)
Smokin' stick dro (woah), you know I'm goin' ghost (yea)
Bitches on the pole (yea), you know I'm on a roll (woah, woah)
Baby girl gave me brain (woah), she a honor roll (woah, woah)(yea)
Pulled up in slab (yea) rollin' twenty-fours (woah, woah)
Double cup off that lean, you know I'm 'bout to pour
Everyday paradise just like Jersey Shore
Give me money, give me cash, be like give me more (give me cash)
Ice wrist, water drip, lookin' like some Core (ice)
Just hittin' up my plug lookin' for a score (drip a bitch)
Yea yea yea, yea yea yea yea (drip a bitch, drip a bitch)
Bitches in the Phantom (Phantom), bitches ridin' shotty (shotty)
Clueless niggas plottin' (plottin'), my villians right behind me ('hind me)
Bitches in the Phantom (Phantom), bitches in the shotty (shotty)
Bitches in the Phantom (Phantom), bitches in the shotty (shotty)
Bitches in the Phantom (Phantom), bitches in the shotty (shotty)
Bitches in the Phantom (Phantom), bitches in the shotty (sho-shotty)

Smokin' different colors, call it tie-dye (yea)
Sippin' different colors, call it tie-dye (oh yea)
Diamonds different colors, call it tie-dye (oh yea)
Fuckin' all these bitches and they all mine (yea)
Smokin' different colors, call it tie-dye (oh yea)
Sippin' different colors, call it tie-dye (oh yea)
Diamonds different colors (I ain't playin'), call it tie-dye (I ain't playin') (yea)
Fuckin' all these bitches (hol' up, hol' up) and they all mine (Champ) (yea)

I ain't playin' games, this ain't Chuck E. Cheese (Chuck E. Cheese)
I be smokin' flame, nigga, puffin' tree (tr, tr)
Bitch tryin' to fuck with me, uh, yea, mm
Tell that bitch to suck my D (okay)
I don't rock Off-White, I rock white tees (that's okay)
And I got them three stripes and them Nikes (champ, champ)
Really, I don't give a fuck, uh (nah)
Nigga, I'ma switch it up
Chillin' with some bitches and they 'bout to roll the sticky up
Theses hoes call me Polo Boy, I tell that bitch to giddy up
Chew me like she knew me then she sip me like a sippy cup
Hit it then I'm dippin' and in two days she gon' hit me up
'Cause I got them dollars (huh, yea), she only want a baller (huh, yea)
She try to Billie Jean me (huh, yea), a nigga moonwalkin' (huh huh huh, yea)
We ain't with the talkin' (huh, yea), my niggas Rottweiler's (huh, yea)
Niggas want a problem (huh, yea), best believe we finna solve it (huh, yea)

Smokin' different colors, call it tie-dye (yea)
Sippin' different colors, call it tie-dye (oh yea)
Diamonds different colors, call it tie-dye (oh yea)
Fuckin' all these bitches and they all mine (yea)
Smokin' different colors, call it tie-dye (oh yea)
Sippin' different colors, call it tie-dye (oh yea)
Diamonds different colors, call it tie-dye (yea)
Fuckin' all these bitches and they all mine (yea)



Credits
Writer(s): Brent Pradia
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