TINTZ

John Mello on the beat Uhh, aye Bitch Aye, aye We don't f*ck around, we don't play the games Bitch aint Tennessee, whole gang sippin' drank Move like the army, bitch even got a tank Aye, we on different levels but we got different ranks Aye, imma pull yo card boy you hella soft Aye, everybody wit me a savage, we all gettin off If that bitch got a friend then i'm gettin hard Aye, we was out late, after dark Vince aint got valet its push to start You aint gotta explain shit to me you a bitch at heart & my new bitch bad, she a piece of art 7.62's, going super far I'd rather sip a double cup then the hen dog Why you tryna shake my hand, we aint friend dog No you cant hit my blunt, f*ck yo ends dog I been getting blue strips, what you been on I got the card number and pin I been swiping up at chase they like Vega how you been I got new Gucci shades i can't see through the tints I just got a new chain and that all on a bitch Pinky ring flashing like a disco ball Said she got a man she down to risk it all I just hit twenty bands and I spent it all Need the work, hit my line, imma send it all Bitch im gon get it every day, i dont need a reason Remember i was out here broke as hell, I was barely eating Now i'm buying all the new designer like every season Louie V sandals on my feet make me feel like Jesus Pouring up codeine, its dark as hell, look like dog water Really only thing I wanna do is ball harder This bitch sucked my dick so good i'm like who taught her Walking in waving round the stick, I aint Harry Potter If I see a opp, let it pop, I wont hesitate RIP's poppin like confetti, we gon celebrate Niggas fake flexin on the gram, Lil Tay Baby drac, got a lil kick, it do MMA