2'CY
Take a bump of this Tusi, Tusi
Take a bump of this Tusi then baby let's go to tootsies
Takin' a bump of this Tusi, then, baby, let's go to tootsies
Can't you see how powerful we are together, bae?
I just hope when you're gone, your new home is a tombstone
Hopefully, them niggas you fuckin' with send a bouquet
You are cute in the face, but, you ain't nothin' to cuff
Everythin' I do is one of one
Survivin' when we killin' each other and dyin'
And, plus, I'm too young to die
Sober, takin' flights, when I roll over
Told her, "Baby girl this shoulder's not for cryin'"
Our shooters on the ridge
Jewelry in the fridge
Baby, let me hit a glitch
Ooh, glitches make me itch
Now, I'm glitchin' and itchin'
Glitchin' and itchin'
I'm stackin' and stickin'
It's about five in the mornin'
I'm still slidin' and rollin'
I'm still slidin' and rollin'
You still slidin' and rollin'
You can get as high as you want
You can die if you want
Better understand me clearer
I'm not tryna take it there
It's a nightmare, very scary
Better protect your mediser
And, the lil' baby them came with an nurse
Yeah, I hopped in the Wraith and skrrt (bet)
Bet you never seen a Maybach hearse
Bedtime fuckin', said, "Bae that hurt"
Mine still rock I daycare
Man these bitches ain't a thing
They don't understand me clear
They don't understand me clear
They don't understand me clear
Hey that gon' register
You better put your safety first
Panties, lanties, skaters first
Codeine stickin' like maple syrup
Both my daughters got baby Birks
I wake up get faded first
Say my prayer then take a Perc'
Hey that gon' register
You better put your safety first
Swing this bitch like Katy Perry
Panties, linens and gator first
Codeine sticking like maple syrup
Hey that gon' register
Ooh, lil' baby them came with nurse
Mhm, hopped in the Wraith and skrrt (say)
Take a hit of this Tusi
Then baby let's go to tootsies
'Til the mornin' sun
Let's get faded baby, Boosie
These niggas really coochie
Let me show you somethin'
Ooh, Mustang baby blue
Swing that stick like Baby Ruth
That's my Australian boo
Jump on that dick like kangaroo
None of you niggas can beat me, I know it
Talk it, I walk it, you count it, I show it
I don't understand you boo
I'm not understandable
I'm gon' make my Uzi clap
Swervin' the 'Vert doin' two and a half
I ain't gon' lie that coochie better
Fuck lil' bitch in the booby trap
Hit 'em one time, that dude collapse
I won't be tryna be rude but facts
Why you on the Internet doing that
I done got all your shooters smacked
She ain't tryna let me hit too quick
I don't understand this bitch
They don't want accept I'm rich
They can't understand this shit
She ain't tryna let me hit too quick
Think that mean that she a keeper
Bitch, I don't get that pussy tonight
Bitch, I don't want it tomorrow either
Tusi, then, baby, let's go to tootsies
Can't you see how powerful we are together, bae?
I just hope when you're gone, your new home is a tombstone
Hopefully, them niggas you fuckin' with send a bouquet
Take a bump of this Tusi then baby let's go to tootsies
Takin' a bump of this Tusi, then, baby, let's go to tootsies
Can't you see how powerful we are together, bae?
I just hope when you're gone, your new home is a tombstone
Hopefully, them niggas you fuckin' with send a bouquet
You are cute in the face, but, you ain't nothin' to cuff
Everythin' I do is one of one
Survivin' when we killin' each other and dyin'
And, plus, I'm too young to die
Sober, takin' flights, when I roll over
Told her, "Baby girl this shoulder's not for cryin'"
Our shooters on the ridge
Jewelry in the fridge
Baby, let me hit a glitch
Ooh, glitches make me itch
Now, I'm glitchin' and itchin'
Glitchin' and itchin'
I'm stackin' and stickin'
It's about five in the mornin'
I'm still slidin' and rollin'
I'm still slidin' and rollin'
You still slidin' and rollin'
You can get as high as you want
You can die if you want
Better understand me clearer
I'm not tryna take it there
It's a nightmare, very scary
Better protect your mediser
And, the lil' baby them came with an nurse
Yeah, I hopped in the Wraith and skrrt (bet)
Bet you never seen a Maybach hearse
Bedtime fuckin', said, "Bae that hurt"
Mine still rock I daycare
Man these bitches ain't a thing
They don't understand me clear
They don't understand me clear
They don't understand me clear
Hey that gon' register
You better put your safety first
Panties, lanties, skaters first
Codeine stickin' like maple syrup
Both my daughters got baby Birks
I wake up get faded first
Say my prayer then take a Perc'
Hey that gon' register
You better put your safety first
Swing this bitch like Katy Perry
Panties, linens and gator first
Codeine sticking like maple syrup
Hey that gon' register
Ooh, lil' baby them came with nurse
Mhm, hopped in the Wraith and skrrt (say)
Take a hit of this Tusi
Then baby let's go to tootsies
'Til the mornin' sun
Let's get faded baby, Boosie
These niggas really coochie
Let me show you somethin'
Ooh, Mustang baby blue
Swing that stick like Baby Ruth
That's my Australian boo
Jump on that dick like kangaroo
None of you niggas can beat me, I know it
Talk it, I walk it, you count it, I show it
I don't understand you boo
I'm not understandable
I'm gon' make my Uzi clap
Swervin' the 'Vert doin' two and a half
I ain't gon' lie that coochie better
Fuck lil' bitch in the booby trap
Hit 'em one time, that dude collapse
I won't be tryna be rude but facts
Why you on the Internet doing that
I done got all your shooters smacked
She ain't tryna let me hit too quick
I don't understand this bitch
They don't want accept I'm rich
They can't understand this shit
She ain't tryna let me hit too quick
Think that mean that she a keeper
Bitch, I don't get that pussy tonight
Bitch, I don't want it tomorrow either
Tusi, then, baby, let's go to tootsies
Can't you see how powerful we are together, bae?
I just hope when you're gone, your new home is a tombstone
Hopefully, them niggas you fuckin' with send a bouquet
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Writer(s): Bill Kapri, Dmitriy Balashov
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