Ay you at the spot bruh?
Yeah what the business is?
Boy I need some gas
Slide nigga I got killer shit
Running up them bands looking like I'm on my fitness shit
I'm looking like I'm on my fitness shit
F*ck these niggas, talking down, because I'm up
Split it down, break it up, fill it up
You a trapper, send it out, seal it up
Shorty bad, shake that ass, f*ck it up
F*ck it up for a young boss
Yo nigga a dub looking like he took a loss
Probably getting fitted up at Ross
Way before this rap shit a nigga had sauce
Way before this trap shit I was making plays
I was selling beer nigga I was flipping J's
By any means for the chips not the lays
Trying to flip these packs bitch I'm stuck in my ways
Find me on the west by my lonely
Speaking with my chest because half these niggas phony
That bitch a tiger I'm gon call her Tony
Hope she got a friend for my nigga Yung Cody
So many niggas owe me
I ain't fronting shit and I put that on my OG
Bitch I elevated from the old me
I don't need no liquor I'm smoking on dodi
One time for my senoritas
Black girls, white girls, sexy latinas
Got a real nigga dimeanor
Had to quit the drink because the sober life cleaner
Eazy Ri - Tiger Lyrics
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Ay you at the spot bruh?
Yeah what the business is?
Boy I need some gas
Slide nigga I got killer shit
Running up them bands looking like I'm on my fitness shit
I'm looking like I'm on my fitness shit
F*ck these niggas, talking down, because I'm up
Split it down, break it up, fill it up
You a trapper, send it out, seal it up
Shorty bad, shake that ass, f*ck it up
F*ck it up for a young boss
Yo nigga a dub looking like he took a loss
Probably getting fitted up at Ross
Way before this rap shit a nigga had sauce
Way before this trap shit I was making plays
I was selling beer nigga I was flipping J's
By any means for the chips not the lays
Trying to flip these packs bitch I'm stuck in my ways
Find me on the west by my lonely
Speaking with my chest because half these niggas phony
That bitch a tiger I'm gon call her Tony
Hope she got a friend for my nigga Yung Cody
So many niggas owe me
I ain't fronting shit and I put that on my OG
Bitch I elevated from the old me
I don't need no liquor I'm smoking on dodi
One time for my senoritas
Black girls, white girls, sexy latinas
Got a real nigga dimeanor
Had to quit the drink because the sober life cleaner
Yeah what the business is?
Boy I need some gas
Slide nigga I got killer shit
Running up them bands looking like I'm on my fitness shit
I'm looking like I'm on my fitness shit
F*ck these niggas, talking down, because I'm up
Split it down, break it up, fill it up
You a trapper, send it out, seal it up
Shorty bad, shake that ass, f*ck it up
F*ck it up for a young boss
Yo nigga a dub looking like he took a loss
Probably getting fitted up at Ross
Way before this rap shit a nigga had sauce
Way before this trap shit I was making plays
I was selling beer nigga I was flipping J's
By any means for the chips not the lays
Trying to flip these packs bitch I'm stuck in my ways
Find me on the west by my lonely
Speaking with my chest because half these niggas phony
That bitch a tiger I'm gon call her Tony
Hope she got a friend for my nigga Yung Cody
So many niggas owe me
I ain't fronting shit and I put that on my OG
Bitch I elevated from the old me
I don't need no liquor I'm smoking on dodi
One time for my senoritas
Black girls, white girls, sexy latinas
Got a real nigga dimeanor
Had to quit the drink because the sober life cleaner
Writer: Riley Cameron
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