MT Ty & Nate Frxsca - different countries

Tshhh tshhhh alright, let's get it ty
Tshhh, tshhh, yea, tshhh, yea
Live my life, if she don't get it, cut her off I ain't gone miss it
Live my life, if she don't get it, cut her off I ain't gone miss it
Bitch I'm posted on a mission
I ain't worried about 4 digits
L's and wins this shit come with it
They both bad can't tell the difference
Paper come my hands itching, my hands in it
Boy you grown as hell better stop bitching
Yo main bitch wanna fuck with us, she ain't even got enough money to come around niggas
Send her to my main bitch fix her credit score
Zoomed in the pape with a telescope
We done ran out tell em send some more
Trying to get my young niggas out the streets cuz they fuck around start selling dope
I'll spend it all up in Saks Fifth, boy my closet worth bought a key of coke
Ion even pour a deuce when I'm by myself it's a three of more
Ion never see myself going broke cuz I done stacked it tall up from the floor
I done hit a couple hoes once, and they call my phone blocked and they beg for more
Invested the bag in a lot of things, but I treat the rap shit just like a sport
Ain't another choice in life if you getting cash you gotta drive in sport
I been living life so lit, that I'm hitting bad bitches up by the two's
Thirteen hundred dollars for sneakers I done spent that on a slot of snooze
Abandoned the whole operation, because shit blowing up hot like a nuke
My white boys copping by the two's
Time running out, what you about to do
Me and that money so fucking locked in, man our relationship stuck like some glue
I'm getting high out my body, sipping that codeine and I be taking shrooms
I just sent a hit now it's breaking news
I be burning sage and I spending blues
This outfit that I put on, worth a whole 90 pack of 30 mili blues
Ion fuck with niggas they fake, putting on a act show like Terry Crews
Live my life, if she don't get it, cut her off I ain't gone miss it
Live my life, if she don't get it, cut her off I ain't gone miss it
Bitch I'm posted on a mission
I ain't worried about 4 digits
L's and wins this shit come with it
They both bad can't tell the difference
Eat the whole dick, damn she hungry
Pills and pints in town and country
Pull her phone out while we out, see me trying to duck the camera
Her hits wild like Alabama
Uncut gems like adam Sandler
She top me up in the cabbana
She wanna fuck in different countries
I'm like baby say you love
I might put in on these pints
My project niggas rob you broad day they ain't living right
She thought I cut my hoes off for her I told her take a hike
I nicknamed her tony cuz her ass got them tiger stripes
She in the club every other night, bitch go find a hobby
These hoes fucking off on these niggas, I won't spend a dollar
Popped a lil uzi watch that bitch dance like it's Sada
She made me lambchops and filled me up, I feel like big papi
I'll spend it all up in Saks Fifth boy my closet worth bought a key a coke
We up forever never going broke
Will I make it shit only lord knows
I know I'm in love with the money, because I can feel the shit all in my hormones
(Darealest)

Written by:
Nathan Harris, Ty Royal

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