Tj

We been doing the dashing and pouring up on the E-Way
I got one life to live, so I do it me way, yeah, yeah
Finna throw a little bit of money on these bitches in TJ
Finna throw a little bit of money on these bitches in TJ
Pour up another deuce, roll up a woody too
Drink got me feeling loose What am I finna do
Break down another stick, my nigga don't wreck the whip
We all in traffic with it
We all in traffic with it

We gon' take a lil' trip to Mexico, fuck the states we ain't even come back no more
Gettin fucked up I can't even find my soul
Let go, let go, vamanos, vamanos, vamanos, vamanos, yeah
Pretty bad bitch with a G-String on and a BBL
I'ma throw a lil' dough, then shawty gon bust it like a shotgun shell
Hay dos mios, por favor, casa conmigo
In the whip getting fucked up, cupped up, just us, me and my migos
We getting to the bag, no Fritos, a nigga like me might as well just move to the bank
Bentley be dripping like a sink, B.G. walking around here like his shit
And it been like dat, What the fuck a nigga look like if he ain't getting to the money
Going hard in the paint, man, I swear I feel just like Giannis
And I can't focus on shit, I'm out my body Bad bitch sitting in my lap, let's get it poppin'
In Tijuana, I really wanna go up and lose my mind
Done missed a couple calls cause it's loud as a bitch and a nigga lost track of the time

We been doing the dashing and pouring up on the E-Way
I got one life to live, so I do it me way, yeah, yeah
Finna throw a little bit of money on these bitches in TJ
Finna throw a little bit of money on these bitches in TJ
Pour up another deuce, roll up a woody too
Drink got me feeling loose What am I finna do
Break down another stick, my nigga don't wreck the whip
We all in traffic with it
We all in traffic with it

8 shots in gotta check these bitches
I'm going hard in the game of inches
They see us off in traffic wit it
Don't play with my name like Jadah Pinkett
You ain't got ask who did it $U in it, then you know we left money on the floor
I ain't goin' trippin' bout a hoe, no, butt naked pics in the iPhone
Show up, drop that D, I'm gone, These hoes can't leave me alone
Fuck with a player, call me Jerome, Blow me something like a saxophone
Bitch, check out the fit, they all on the tip, you know I'm the shit
Car got a cold and my kicks got rona, bitch, my shit sick
Mix it, mix it, mix it, mix it, mix it, mix it
Home run derby shawty threw it and let me hit it
Everywhere we go, you know it's going up, Don't say shit, just pour me up
Post it up with my double cup TJ booming, you know what's up

We been doing the dashing and pouring up on the E-Way
I got one life to live, so I do it me way, yeah, yeah
Finna throw a little bit of money on these bitches in TJ
Finna throw a little bit of money on these bitches in TJ
Pour up another deuce, roll up a woody too
Drink got me feeling loose What am I finna do
Break down another stick, my nigga don't wreck the whip
We all in traffic with it
We all in traffic with it