Tommy

How my feet timing, I wanna know. And she was street sliming, I Youngboy the plug, Yeah. Touch your toe, oh. Pour some more out, I suppose. I, I, I know how my feet timing, I wanna know. And she was street sliming, I ain't know. So we geek up and fuck, Oh. I left for dead but she made a pact For us. And she pulling tears, I think I would get blessed. And I won't let 'em bury me so nah, Nah, Nah. nah. All that shit, dressed like she a tomboy. At a Gucci store, I'm like, "What a time For it." I try to explore the things, Want more. I try explain how I feel, But I just feel it in my core. AP scaling on my wrist, no Rolex. Ayy, I took a picture with you 'cause you Earned it. Uh, ayy, pop that pill. Ayy, pop that pill, you might just lose your Focus. I'm in my bag, buying bags for my pockets. 'Bout eight hundred stray rats looking for that Fucking snitch. Ayy. Bitch, bitch. Touch your toe, oh. Pour some more out, I suppose. I, I know how my feet timing, I wanna Know. And she was street sliming, I ain't know. So we geek up and fuck, oh. I left for dead but she made a pact For us. And she pulling tears, I think I would get blessed. And I won't let 'em bury me so I, Nah, nah, nah, Nah. Nah,