Tiptoe
Sippin' on wock like it's juice
Not the pudding, but I got the proof
My bitch want me to buy her a ring
I don't know what she want me to do
Keep it one hundred, I'm thumbin' through blues
I do psychedelics, I'm high off of shrooms
Out of my body, I'm geeked out the room
I move like a zombie, yo days gon' be doomed (Yeah)
I keep a safe for a bankroll (Yeah)
I can cash out when the bank closed
I can not hang around with the same hoes (Yeah)
You not gon' see me wearin' the same clothes
Management up, shout out Abby and Kaezo
Currency change, yeah we countin' the Pesos
Fuck I look like changin' up on the gang hoe
Me and my brothers came up off the same clothes
Yeah
My bitch do whatever I say so
She got a way bigger payroll than half of these niggas that think they can get on
Tell me why these niggas love to hate, but know all the words to my damn songs
I can only be right, I can't be wrong
Ima beat on that pussy like King Kong
I was just 19, now I'm 20
I be stacking these chips by the plenty
Shout out my bloods sisters Tiffany, Jennie
Got on Foam RNRs, this ain't no Pennys
My fingers blue, yeah my best friend named Benny
She got me loose cause she pour me some henny
Now we end up in the motherfuckin' telly
I got niggas really out to get me
They can't get me, they better just give up
Racks so big got to pull my pants up
And I'd lowkey fuck with a Cancer or maybe a Taurus, it don't even matter
I can't even get in the club, but I fuck stripper hoes, yeah my bitch is a dancer
When she call my phone I don't answer
Had to upgrade my lil bitch, I advance her
So we keep on
Sippin' on wock like it's juice
Not the pudding, but I got the proof
My bitch want me to buy her a ring
I don't know what she want me to do
Keep it one hundred, I'm thumbin' through blues
I do psychedelics, I'm high off of shrooms
Out of my body, I'm geeked out the room
I move like a zombie, yo days gon' be doomed (Yeah)
I keep a safe for a bankroll (Yeah)
I can cash out when the bank closed
I can not hang around with the same hoes (Yeah)
You not gon' see me wearin' the same clothes
Management up, shout out Abby and Kaezo
Currency change, yeah we countin' the Pesos
Fuck I look like changin' up on the gang hoe
Me and my brothers came up off the same clothes
Yeah
Not the pudding, but I got the proof
My bitch want me to buy her a ring
I don't know what she want me to do
Keep it one hundred, I'm thumbin' through blues
I do psychedelics, I'm high off of shrooms
Out of my body, I'm geeked out the room
I move like a zombie, yo days gon' be doomed (Yeah)
I keep a safe for a bankroll (Yeah)
I can cash out when the bank closed
I can not hang around with the same hoes (Yeah)
You not gon' see me wearin' the same clothes
Management up, shout out Abby and Kaezo
Currency change, yeah we countin' the Pesos
Fuck I look like changin' up on the gang hoe
Me and my brothers came up off the same clothes
Yeah
My bitch do whatever I say so
She got a way bigger payroll than half of these niggas that think they can get on
Tell me why these niggas love to hate, but know all the words to my damn songs
I can only be right, I can't be wrong
Ima beat on that pussy like King Kong
I was just 19, now I'm 20
I be stacking these chips by the plenty
Shout out my bloods sisters Tiffany, Jennie
Got on Foam RNRs, this ain't no Pennys
My fingers blue, yeah my best friend named Benny
She got me loose cause she pour me some henny
Now we end up in the motherfuckin' telly
I got niggas really out to get me
They can't get me, they better just give up
Racks so big got to pull my pants up
And I'd lowkey fuck with a Cancer or maybe a Taurus, it don't even matter
I can't even get in the club, but I fuck stripper hoes, yeah my bitch is a dancer
When she call my phone I don't answer
Had to upgrade my lil bitch, I advance her
So we keep on
Sippin' on wock like it's juice
Not the pudding, but I got the proof
My bitch want me to buy her a ring
I don't know what she want me to do
Keep it one hundred, I'm thumbin' through blues
I do psychedelics, I'm high off of shrooms
Out of my body, I'm geeked out the room
I move like a zombie, yo days gon' be doomed (Yeah)
I keep a safe for a bankroll (Yeah)
I can cash out when the bank closed
I can not hang around with the same hoes (Yeah)
You not gon' see me wearin' the same clothes
Management up, shout out Abby and Kaezo
Currency change, yeah we countin' the Pesos
Fuck I look like changin' up on the gang hoe
Me and my brothers came up off the same clothes
Yeah
Credits
Writer(s): Denzel Nwakibu
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