Tippytoes

Your bitch wish having horn on is hand Tippytoes on the sand A land full of hoes The whole shit you know how it goes Isn't Fantasticoes me amos Yaa it is, C'est fucking n'importe quoi Ladies love me, ladies feel me They wanna game with me They wanna get close to me If man go they would undress me Cause they know my thoughts bout there Ah chico And disappear, straw it each ghosts We all seen how it goes Acting moving, villain like a boss And toast her until they get lost Below your flow or follow They all trinna find something To according my little rap name They just don't know we didn't find it during a little evening Shit testify more than they've been thinking Your bitch wish having horn on is hand Tippy toes on the sand A land full of what Full of full of hoes The whole shit you know how it goes Isn't Fantasticoes me amos Yaa it is Yo bitch I'm the king of New York