KGodd - Tip Off

Yous a trick, bitch
Miri on the jeans and Amiri shirt, I'm on some rich shit
Petty hoes, I could give a fuck bout what a bitch did
Crazy throat, toes better be white

Or have that French tip for real, though
These niggas is weirdos
Why the fuck y'all mad about some shit I did some years ago
Pick and roll the pussy, matter of fact, nah, we just give and go

She said, how'd that feel? My ass gon' start singing D'Angelo
Diamonds bustin', bring it back, bitch
My diamonds bustin', bitch, it's facts
Rubba Benz, I'm countin' stacks

Mason, Margella, mix and match
I'm a dog, I kill the cat, her booty big and coochie fat
Take your hoe and give her back
We ain't want shit to do with that

We got Bands and we got clips
And we got drums and we got sticks
Don't need those, cause we got mitts
If you's a hoe, we dog ya bitch

on a boat, I'll take a trip
My girl got ass and she got tits
Bitch, I ball like Money Mitch
My bro, he called, he hit a flip

Get my Mac on
You can't be my bitch without no backbone
That's all
Send your ass right home, girl, if you act wrong

Patron
While I'm gettin' headed, it got my mind gone
That's all
Call her NBA, she got the tip off

Written by:
Kiere McCoy

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