Tip Toe (feat. A Boogie Wit da Hoodie)

Rose gold Rollie on a nigga put the whole damn hood on huh Patron of the New I had to put the drip on Ask me how many niggas I done put on My private planes 'bout to fly with the good old I fuck with bougie bitches fuck a hood ho Hit that bitch from the back and told her ditto Seen the jakes and a nigga had to get low She looking at the Patek like some Skittles Her husband been talking tough I turned her widow Giuseppe got me on my tiptoe Why you wifin' on a flip ho Bought the strap playing give 'n' go Serving junkies out the window Tried to rob us got extendo We ain't playing no pretendo Sipping on this codeine a nigga gotta speak my mind mm-mm I remember we was having popo 'nem behind yeah yeah I'm gettin' money I can see the hate inside his eyes yeah yeah huh Fuck a bitch I had to grab her by the waist Hit the pussy 'til I knock it outta place In the V12 get a lot of face Spare the details finished on her face And I had the strap when I caught my case Just got the grow house started in the Bay I made a hundred plays in a day Put a AP bitch inside of the face And I got the hood down they riding every day Putting money on the opps no face no case Rose gold Rollie on a nigga put the whole damn hood on huh Patron of the New I had to put the drip on Ask me how many niggas I done put on My private planes 'bout to fly with the good old I fuck with bougie bitches fuck a hood ho Hit that bitch from the back and told her ditto Seen the jakes and a nigga had to get low She looking at the Patek like some Skittles Her husband been talking tough I turned her widow Giuseppe got me on my tiptoe Why you wifin' on a flip ho Bought the strap playing give 'n' go Serving junkies out the window Tried to rob us got extendo We ain't playing no pretendo Balenciaga-wearin'-ass nigga Hoodied up with a mask nigga Shit snatched now you want it back nigga I just hope you don't go and rat nigga Long johns right under the strap nigga That's for you staring ass niggas Sawed-off head tap double-tap niggas That's for you rat niggas No I can't do no nine to five Nah-nah-nah I went to work with the strap nigga I came around with five Roddy came with six And we got eleven straps with us Fuck with my ride-or-die Holes in your body nigga like SpongeBob And backflipping go ta-da-da ta-da-da Nigga I know magic Rose gold Rollie on a nigga put the whole damn hood on huh Patron of the New I had to put the drip on Ask me how many niggas I done put on My private planes 'bout to fly with the good old I fuck with bougie bitches fuck a hood ho Hit that bitch from the back and told her ditto Seen the jakes and a nigga had to get low She looking at the Patek like some Skittles Her husband been talking tough I turned her widow Giuseppe got me on my tiptoe Why you wifin' on a flip ho Bought the strap playing give 'n' go Serving junkies out the window Tried to rob us got extendo We ain't playing no pretendo