letra de mtv - tino szn
[hook]
i just went and hit for two bands
hold up, i walked in, im feeling like the man
b-tch i got the coupe outside, you can’t stand
lil n-gga gettin big racks, got the haters mad they can’t
i just rock amiri jeans, yeah
lotta n-ggas envy me, yeah
imma be the mvp, yeah
crib like mtv, yeah
[verse]
crib like m-t, uh v
rock that fendi, uh me
pullin up deep like, we
b-tch say she gone suck on me
count h-lla racks, they stuck on me
kinda like how ya b-tch all on me
i was on lean, so i can’t see
opps too scared, play hide n’ seek
say ya man fye, but how bout me?
lame ass n-ggas gone lie bout me
f-ck ya lil b-tch, go cry bout me
that’s why she so shy bout me
bad lil b-tch came from the six, she say “tino make some hits.”
give my opps a halo b-tch, i put wock in my faygo b-tch
i don’t wanna date no b-tch, she want the fendi, i say no b-tch
all in my dm, like get yo b-tch, i’m worried bout the patek on my wrist lil b-tch
ooh ooh, b-tch im up 5
ooh ooh, my b-tch a dime
ooh ooh, vlone im buyin
ooh ooh, and she all mine
f-ck that lil b-tch, she belong to the streets, i ain’t got no sympathy for no hoe
broke ass n-ggas won’t pay for the feat, issa dog-eat-dog world, n-gga let’s go
[hook]
i just went and hit for two bands
hold up, i walked in, im feeling like the man
b-tch i got the coupe outside, you can’t stand
lil n-gga gettin big racks, got the haters mad they can’t
[verse]
i just hopped on a p-j, flew her out the land
amiri jeans hoe, that’s right up on my pants
freaky model b-tches on that molly
you ain’t caught no body
ride me, kawasaki
need that b-tch, like sucky, sucky
she say “tino bust me” told that b-tch “you lucky”
just kidding, b-tch don’t touch me
guap got a b-tch wanna love me
choppa got kickback, b-tch better get back, fore’ you put ya man on a sh-tbag
look at my neck, cost a quarter brick, look at my drip and my clothes, they imported it
right off the head, swear to god, i recorded it
b-tch i got hits (x6)
hold, up im on some brand new sh-t
prolly want a brand new b-tch
look at my haters, they mad cause we rich
imma go out, ima shop with ya b-tch
[adlibs]
[hook]
i just went and hit for two bands
hold up, i walked in, im feeling like the man
b-tch i got the coupe outside, you can’t stand
lil n-gga gettin big racks, got the haters mad they can’t
i just rock amiri jeans, yeah
lotta n-ggas envy me, yeah
imma be the mvp, yeah
crib like mtv, yeah
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