MT Ty & Nate Frxsca - NO TORY BURCH

Money on my mind, can't get it off my mind
I'm living like a mob boss, eating shrimp at Ocean Prime
I'm sippin' codeine phosphate, feeling like I'm on a cloud
If I had the right source, perform my songs at rolling loud
But I got right source on the beans, I'm finna scorch the town
She use to hoe me way back in the day but I got money now
1200 miles away you trying to reach send a email out, I might get back at you later
Niggas beat they bitch they play my songs, the purest form of hating
Putting niggas in a full Nelson until I get my payment
Designer clothes while working
I caught a wave and surfed it
Score you 6, 30 90 packs that's how you stack a 30
I'm coaching niggas like my sons I got em doing burpees
Left Webster bags in my hotel I tipped the cleaning service
Got a bad bitch she European love when she wear her turbans
Niggas ain't did none of that trappin but on the track like birdman
I'm fresh as hell in every pic' better stop all that lurking
I'm fucking model hoes you stalking ain't buy nan a BIRKIN
I heard he went broke on a hoe, he probably Tory burched her
Boy I got Apple phones my turn in meet me at the orchard (tuh)
This cup of medicine so hazardous and poison
I'm thumbing through that cash while she just make herself look gorgeous
I'll put a pic' of my stash in the museum cuz it's a portrait
My only problem come from bitches irritating and get annoying
Her nigga Michael Kors her now she disappointed
Chanel sneakers on a baddie got her running point
Niggas crazy basing how they move off justinlaboy
Her done Tory Burched her to death I'm finna up the score
Tell her gone get what she want this my entertainment
I'm tied in everywhere I don't call this famous
Nigga lurking on my page, his bitch talking about me
Ion wanna touch yo hoe she take golden showers
Yea, I got a pretty bitch named syd like I'm Mike Lawry
I can make a bow fly call me Harry Potter
I took her out to granite city don't do Red Robin
Niggas Pablo on the net but they job hunting
We can spend this lil shit I go mo' hunnits
I put her in a peace sign got her toe touching
I got a old ass stash now my money dusty

Written by:
Nathan Harris, Ty Royal

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