TobiShyBoy Ft. M1llionz & Unknown T Lyrics
Five star plate, big mood
Let's fly down West for food
I was doing uptown trips with my boo
But now she got a thug doing rhythm and blues
Hotel trip, let me grip and shoot, come and hold back shots to my tune
I was swinging my Jagged edge at the opps same day I came back to you
Hey homegirl if I tell you a secret, promise you would keep it between me and you
I wanna hear your opinion, tell me if I'm right or wrong, all I need is the truth
Didn't think it would get this deep, I can't go to sleep without speaking to you
You found out I was cheating, that was a mistake, baby believe me it's true
Didn't know paranoia was hard, I gotta watch cars with tints especially
Ain't even tryna get drawed out, I don't wanna give them washed yutes no energy
Even more so when you're with me, I don't wanna put your well being in jeopardy
Hope you understand where I come from, nothing positive just hate and jealousy
Ever knew what I done last night, you'll probably feel sick and think man's evil
And no is a catch 22 when we first met I said it was legal
Okay, let me be honest, I'm fresh home and tag off of recall
How many times? Me and them man ain't equal
Big firearm in the vehicle
Five star plate, big mood
Let's fly down West for food
I was doing uptown trips with my boo
But now she got a thug doing rhythm and blues
Hotel trip, let me grip and shoot, come and hold back shots to my tune
I was swinging my Jagged edge at the opps same day I came back to you
Pretty brown ting playing hard in the bush
Don't open my heart but I should
My shawty crassy mix with the hood and it's POV when she tek this wood
I try too hard but I'm misunderstood, young boy putting Kanye West on the book
If you gave me a day to rewind then I would
Love my Chino bag cah they don't see the woosh
Expensive drip on my PYT, leng ting wanna twizz on this THC
She comes to the marsh and she patterns barris, that's jailhouse spice and the new A3
All I want is my ROD, babe don't get fazed by the toxic me
I ain't perfect but I been on my deen
My opps crypted nah your mean
Buss-buss that nin on your team, my young ting park the machine
Thug boy flex that's part of my gene, I had gyal bopping my old in her b
Droptop, big drip boom that chaynaynay and she got wigs on fleek
Could've got her the VV rocks or a day date watch, I'm a six fiure kid, no meeks
Five star plate, big mood
Let's fly down West for food
I was doing uptown trips with my boo
But now she got a thug doing rhythm and blues
Hotel trip, let me grip and shoot, come and hold back shots to my tune
I was swinging my Jagged edge at the opps same day I came back to you
Five star plate, big mood
Let's fly down West for food
I was doing uptown trips with my boo
But now she got a thug doing rhythm and blues
Hotel trip, let me grip and shoot, come and hold back shots to my tune
I was swinging my Jagged edge at the opps same day I came back to you
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