bickin back - its tino baby lyrics
yeah.. yeah… yeah..
its tino baby… what up ash!
uhh you’ll think i’m quay how i cook up
i need them bands just to pull up
tino baby the sh*t where his pullups
yeah uh
i just walk in with them racks
she know i got it thats facts
415 we been had it like that
yeah uh
i ain’t doing no talking get straight to the bag
my team eat, i just pick up the tab
expensive drip, gotta watch where i dab
20 p’s in the back of a cab
lyft smelling like i drenched it with gas
50 piece on me right now in cash
rocket made it, i just mixed it with ash yeah uh
they know my life is a movie
i got em intrigued by the sh*t that i’m doing now they wanna get an exclusive
and plus i be tricking off on these b*tches
tino baby inconclusive
i gotta lay low and watch how i’m moving snakes round me like medusa
my b*tches be bad and boujee
they know i be doin my thang, but they won’t let me go like i’m m uzi
i’ll pop at his top leave him oozin
bad b*tch and she cuban
smuggle drugs like guzman
bust down link cuban
water on me like i’m cruising (yeah)
its tino baby, i know they hate that at heart
they stay throwing shade but f*ck it i’m lit they thinking i glow in the dark
i’m clearing a check thats worth a patek this sh*t is a walk in the park
aye it’s 415 this sh*t on my neck i been repping this hoe from the start gang
and i walk it like i talk it
i got that drip water faucet
she throw that p*ssy i’m a moss it, then i flea fl!ck her toss it
i’m a stone cold steve austin i’m off the ropes matt hardy
i’m a mac thru da party with a stripper’s body thats badder then cardi yeah yeah
walk it like i talk it
i got that drip water faucet
she throw that p*ssy i’m a moss it, then i flea fl!ck her toss it
i’m a stone cold steve austin i’m off the ropes matt hardy
i’m a mac thru da party with a stripper’s body thats badder then cardi
ok, huh?
i tell her throw it bike
and no you can’t spend the night
im just tryna see what’s the hype
then i gotta go and catch me a flight i’m out
real hustlers can survive any drought
i went broke had to figure it out
im in the streets boy you still on the couch
yeah uh all i’m talking is money and moves
if you tryna f*ck thats cool
but all of that cuffing i ain’t in the mood
im tryna get this lil b*tch in the nude
she swear the fame making a n*gga rude
i been a young n*gga with attitude
i’m bickin back with ya b*tch being bool yeah
walk it like i talk it
i got that drip water faucet
she throw that p*ssy i’m a moss it, then i flea fl!ck her toss it
i’m a stone cold steve austin i’m off the ropes matt hardy
i’m a mac thru da party with a stripper’s body thats badder then cardi
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