Dontae Wise - Tokyo Lyrics

Outdated, I've been known
Stay patient, don't get me wrong
Never hated, left that alone
Always faded, with my cup alone

Replacement, can't get a clone
They hate it, stay in my zone
Can't erase it, put dick in your hoe
Tell me what you want vibe with a Real nigga

Five star, How it be
Can't be with a shrimp nigga
Probably why she stay with me
No Xbox or PS5 Won't play with You

Don't play with me
Won't run no game on you
If you don't run no game on me
What I spent just on my bitch just

Cost me some VVS
Don't f*ck with rats but I chase Cheese
I did some dirt to get this clean
Hate talking aggressive

I say shit that I don't mean
Might sit back and pop this bean
Corona, my new Promethazine
Hate when we act like whatever

When we both know that this is forever
Beat your spine, I'm making time
For you, I clear my schedule
On my grind, I bet I shine

Yeah probably more than ever
It's been some time, can't even lie
They probably thought I'd never
Sticks and stones might break your Bones

Don't let it work cause it ain't true
I just vibe when I'm with you
Ain't gotta hide when I'm with you
Who would ever thought that I Would take it this far

Bet you never thought you'd end up F*cking with a star
Diamonds dancing hard like I just Bust it out the jar
Too clean with these hooks
I feel like Kareem Abdul-Jabbar

How I feel today
Might determine on what I do Tomorrow
Juiced up like Minute Maid
And no, I ain't got nothing for you To borrow

Hang on with a tight rope
I'm too clean, no Lysol
Sometimes feel like my mind gone
Treat me like I be psycho

These diamonds shine with lights Off
Okay, okay, okay
What is you saying
Fly like a plane

Ball like I'm Dame
Never been lame
In the trap, still doing my thing
Smooth jit could be QC

In control but I ain't QC
Make plays like a fresh QB
D-line, I'ma get to a sack
F*ck it up, I'ma make it right back

I get it back plus double that
On top of that
Heard the state been quiet
Time for me to put us on the map

Might as well be jackets
The way I put these niggas on my Back
Walk around with designer on
Why would I give these niggas Slack

You cool with that Dolce & Gabbana on
But I might go cash out in Saks Fifth
Tell me why would I trip
Baby, don't give me no lip

No motorbike, she riding me like a Harley
We filming that like a show, iCarly
This gas remind me of Uber
I hit it, you know it's gon' give me a Lift

She smelling Dior
All over my cologne
She can't help it, she taking a whiff
Do the dash like Tokyo Drift

Do the dash like Tokyo Drift
Do the dash like Tokyo Drift
Do the dash like Tokyo Drift
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Dash like Tokyo Drift
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Do the dash like Tokyo Drift

Tokyo Tokyo Tokyo
Do the dash like Tokyo Drift