Hello?
Yo, who this, man?
Yo
Fuck is—
Yo, this East?
Who the fuck is this calling me right now?
Yo, it’s Ty
Ty? Ty who?
Yeah
Ty?
You don’t know me and all that my nigga, but I got your number through somebody
my nigga, I just want you to know my nigga—
Huh
I fuck with you my nigga. You a real nigga my nigga, I just came home,
just came home my nigga
Alright
I ain’t been home 24 hours my nigga, I just came home
Gotchu, I gotchu
You a real nigga, my nigga
I heard you on Kay Slay up north, my nigga
Aight, love
You go crazy—
Love
Nigga goes crazy
I fucks with the «Cut It,» «Momma Workin'»
Yo, how the fuck this nigga get my number?
I know, mines was workin' too, ya nahm sayin'?
So I know all 'bout the work, nah mean?
I gets the work, I does the work, I give niggas that work but, long story short,
my nigga?
I heard you my nigga
You calling my bitch, my nigga
I seen the DM, my nigga, I broke into her Instagram—
Who, who is yo' bitch, my nigga?
Hol' on my nigga, hol' on, hol' on
Fuck is you talkin' 'bout?
Real talk, my nigga, don’t hang up, 'cause real niggas don’t hang up
Real niggas don’t hang up
This nigga buggin' the fuck out, B
On some G shit, B
Aight man, go 'head talk, man, talk
All I wanna say is, my nigga, on some real shit, man, I rap too
I mean I’ll let you hear some after we finish this, but hold on one second, yo
This nigga’s crazy man
Yo
Yo, you cryin' my nigga?
Nah, on some G shit though, my nigga—
Nah, you cryin'?
That’s my bitch, my nigga
Just leave her alone, my nigga
This nigga crying on my fuckin' phone
We got some great kids, we got a family—
I don’t know who this nigga is man, what?
And just wanna come home to my family, B
She was visitin' me—
Ya family?
And tellin' me everything was good
The commissary was right, the jack mack
Everything, B, everything—
Yo, yo, get the fuck off my line, man, I heard you, my nigga
Word, niggas callin' me all fucking day
Fuck you get my number anyway?
They say it don’t matter who getting at her
If she getting at you
(I think she getting at me)
It’s a quarter past three, now orders gon' be
Shorty got her eyes on me
I’ma pull up in a few now what’s you gon' do bae
Shorty got her eyes on me
And I heard they getting at her but it really don’t matter
Yeah shorty got her eyes on me
Don’t care what you say, nigga you just wanna wait
Shorty got her eyes on me
I walk in rooms and get attention I ain’t even want
Coulda flexed when I saw you, I ain’t even stunt
Pull up on 'em in the back I ain’t even front
Eating off of a day party, I ain’t even lunch
But sometimes you gotta miss a meal to make a mil
Just because you making money that don’t make you real
Put her hands in my pants, had to make her feel
Playing with that black mamba, how that Laker feel
I might go Kobe in that thing
Might go Kobe with the rings
Slide up in it five times
Pop them bottles five times
I hit 50 on 'em niggas, came through with 5 dimes
5 shots, five lines
Soo-wu, five slimes
Ay, all my girls shaped like Donald Jones guitar
She said tape it just so you can watch it on your phone tomorrow
Wait we made that fucking movie, think we gon' be porno stars
That’s just what we gon' do, now tell me what you want do?
It’s a quarter past three, tell me what it’s gon' be
Shorty got her eyes on me
I’ma pull up with a few tell me what you gon' d
Shorty got her eyes on me
And I heard they getting at her but it really don’t matter
Yeah shorty got her eyes on me
Don’t care what you say, just know that you in the way
Your shorty got her eyes on me
I got misses in different cities, they ain’t never meeting
I do hotels then see the penthouse, they ain’t ever leaving
I told her I don’t do no drugs, I just be heavy weeded
She know I really was outside, I been in every precinct
She bended over, I get closer, lotta heavy breathing
She told me I was in her stomach, I get very deep in
That ass for me, she splashed the cheeks until that bed is leaking
My iPhone keep me in drama, I wish I had a beeper
The loudest reefer, cold champagne, I’m in Italian sneakers
She never speak on how we creeping guess that’s now our secret
Monday to Thursday I’m grinding so we get wild as Weeknd
Smell like she fresh out the shower, no doubt I’m down to eat it
We in Christians his and her
Daily switching different purse
I do Henny, she do vodka, hit it before she go to work
Out in pubic we be touching, people talking like yo y’all bugging
Me and her be taking flights, we got matching Goyard luggage, uh
It’s a quarter past three, now orders gon' be
Shorty got her eyes on me
I’ma pull up in a few now what’s you gon' do bae
Shorty got her eyes on me
And I heard they getting at her but it really don’t matter
Yeah shorty got her eyes on me
Don’t care what you say, nigga you just wanna wait
Shorty got her eyes on me
It’s a quarter past three, tell me what it’s gon' be
Shorty got her eyes on me
I’ma pull up with a few tell me what you gon' d
Shorty got her eyes on me
And I heard they getting at her but it really don’t matter
Yeah shorty got her eyes on me
Don’t care what you say, just know that you in the way
Your shorty got her eyes on me
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Shorty got her eyes on me
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Shorty got her eyes on me
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Shorty got her eyes on me
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
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