Medal

What I tell you?
I'd get rich as fuck off rapping, where's my medal?
The boy would spazz on any track right if you let him
I don't play with choppas, I just keep berettas

And the pistols
They might hit you
Hottest of the summer, your bitch want a flick too
They ask what I mix, ooh
"How you this cool?"
I said, "Get you three-five, then you'll become this dude
Okay, okay, okay, okay
I just hopped up on the scene
They all call me Ty, but you could call me anything
I don't like to play around, might get you wedding rings
But baby, I could take you overseas, we post in Italy
Okay
Take you shopping, take you shopping
I don't care about the price baby, with you I'm just gon cop it
They say that's outrageous
But you got no room for talkin', 'cause my songs on your playlist
I get money no matter the day is
While they watching TV posted in they mama's basement
I'll be on vacation
You can't hate the player, hate the game
Yeah I'm just saying

What I tell you?
I'd get rich as fuck off rapping, where's my medal?
The boy would spazz on any track right if you let him
I don't play with choppas, I just keep berettas

Let me get it off my chest
All these fake ass boys wanna pull my leg
Saying that the music hits when they with their friends, man they all laughing
That's why I'm keeping my circle small
Man what you say it don't hurt it all
How you acting is alerting dawg
Pussy boy act virgin, awh
I said what I said
We on military time 'cause we all threats
She on demon time of course, 'cause she want sex
And I had dreams of ballin' out just like the nets
And I had dreams of cashin' out just like the checks
Man, check what happened next

I got more rich
If you don't believe me, check the mortgage
Mama sad I had to dip, I sent the florist

What I tell you?
I'd get rich as fuck off rapping, where's my medal?
The boy would spazz on any track right if you let him
I don't play with choppas, I just keep berettas