You leave your heart for days and days
Yeah
Money ain't shit bitches ain't neither
You know I'm on that grass
Don't cut on the sprinklers
Pussy on my mind
On my breath and on my fingers
Niggas try to bite my style
But my style a jalapeno
I got skinny ass jeans
Trucks on the pocket
Money talks nigga
I'm caught up in that gossip
You know all my bitches badder
And all my swishas fatter
I milk this shit like cattle
That's my word like Scrabble
And yo main girl is a ho
I go Wayne's World in her throat
She swallow so many nuts you f**k around
Find a squirrel in her throat
I go tape worm in that ho
Let my snake squirm in that ho
Nigga we take turns in that ho
These niggas so green they glow
I am the best thing since wet pussy
On my private jet with my chef cookin'
So big headed my neck crooked
My niggas foul when the ref's lookin'
My big bro is Mack Maine
So much weed I got grass stains
These nuts that's baggage claim
I'm on them trees like Candy Canes
Lil Tunechi
Tunechi I might book me for a show
Charge my ass the low
And pick up the whole dough
That's hustlenomics
I was high in my class pictures
I like math all I did was add bitches
Swagger galore got your girl on all fours
It's not doggystyle I call it froggystyle
You dog her out I tell her hop in
2 Chainz my first chain had a twin
Gas in my blunt watching ESPN
And if that pussy good
I wanna see her again
Yeah I'm from College Park
And I got ya broad with me
Salt water pool
I can put a shark in it
Everything authentic
Plus I named my pistols
Last name F**k
First name I Don't Give A
Pockets look pregnant
They 'bout to deliver
So when I start pimpin'
You know the procedure
You leave your heart for days and days (all right)
All my niggas gangstas
All my bitches freaks
I tickle her pussy
Got that pussy tickle pink
I'm the heart of the streets
And I just skipped a beat
And if that pussy sweet
I want that candy trick or treat
I got diamonds in my teeth
So all my words are precious
I'm so f**kin' hot I sssssss
I'ma need some more S's
Man I'm on some other shit
I want another bitch
That want another bitch
And I don't cuddle bitch
I hit her with that shovel dick
I got in that pussy and dug a ditch
Some people gotta punch the clock
Man I rather punch a brick
Cause I'm that nigga
And I'm so cold I just shivered
These niggas think they hard
These niggas just nipples
I pop a nigga like a sicle
Drop a nigga like a missile
Mo' money mo' issues
I'll size you up and fit you
Tunechi
You leave your heart for days and days