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Tip Toe (feat. A Boogie wit da Hoodie)
Roddy Ricch
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Rose gold Rollie on a ***** put the whole damn hood on, huh Patron of the New, I had to put the drip on Ask me how many *****s I done put on My private planes 'bout to fly with the good old I **** with bougie *****es, **** a hood ho Hit that ***** from the back and told her ditto Seen the jakes and a ***** had to get low She looking at the Patek like some Skittles Her husband been talking tough, I turned her widow Giuseppe got me on my tiptoe Why you wifin' on a flip ho? Bought the strap, playing give 'n' go Serving junkies out the window Tried to rob us, got extendo We ain't playing no pretendo Sipping on this codeine, a ***** gotta speak my mind, mm-mm I remember we was having popo 'nem behind, yeah, yeah I'm gettin' money, I can see the hate inside his eyes, yeah, yeah, huh **** a *****, I had to grab her by the waist Hit the ***** 'til I knock it outta place In the V12, get a lot of face Spare the details, finished on her face And I had the strap when I caught my case Just got the grow house, started in the Bay I made a hundred plays in a day Put a AP ***** inside of the face And I got the hood down, they riding every day Putting money on the opps, no face, no case Rose gold Rollie on a ***** put the whole damn hood on, huh Patron of the New, I had to put the drip on Ask me how many *****s I done put on My private planes 'bout to fly with the good old I **** with bougie *****es, **** a hood ho Hit that ***** from the back and told her ditto Seen the jakes and a ***** had to get low She looking at the Patek like some Skittles Her husband been talking tough, I turned her widow Giuseppe got me on my tiptoe Why you wifin' on a flip ho? Bought the strap, playing give 'n' go Serving junkies out the window Tried to rob us, got extendo We ain't playing no pretendo Balenciaga-wearin'-ass ***** Hoodied up with a mask, ***** **** snatched now you want it back, ***** I just hope you don't go and rat, ***** Long johns right under the strap, ***** That's for you staring ass *****s Sawed-off head tap, double-tap *****s That's for you rat *****s No, I can't do no nine to five Nah-nah-nah I went to work with the strap, ***** I came around with five, Roddy came with six And we got eleven straps with us **** with my ride-or-die Holes in your body, *****, like SpongeBob And backflipping go ta-da-da, ta-da-da *****, I know magic Rose gold Rollie on a ***** put the whole damn hood on, huh Patron of the New, I had to put the drip on Ask me how many *****s I done put on My private planes 'bout to fly with the good old I **** with bougie *****es, **** a hood ho Hit that ***** from the back and told her ditto Seen the jakes and a ***** had to get low She looking at the Patek like some Skittles Her husband been talking tough, I turned her widow Giuseppe got me on my tiptoe Why you wifin' on a flip ho? Bought the strap, playing give 'n' go Serving junkies out the window Tried to rob us, got extendo We ain't playing no pretendo
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