TMT, TMT
Balenciagas we be steppin in em
Birkin bags
We keep them weapons in em
Back 2 back up in the maserati or them enzos
We be flex in em
Bad chick up in my earlobe
Say she need some drugs and some love
I'm probably flexing some bad bitches
That we bout to turn up in the club
I'm bout to fuck up the club
I'm bout to fuck up the club
I'm bout to fuck up the club
I'm bout to fuck up the club
I'm bout to fuck up the club
I'm bout to fuck up the club
I'm bout to fuck up the club
I'm bout to fuck up the club
I'm bout to fuck up the club
Blue hunnits bitch I don't do dubs
She fell in love with a thug
Made my first mill off selling drugs
Bitch I go to work with the kizzy
The mexicans say I'm the plug
Shout out to all of my eses
And shout out to all of the plugs
Niggas say because young rapper TMT
Tell a bitch I be louie but the belt buckle probably double G
Diamonds looking like water
Got them bitches running to me andale
Probably with a couple killers with them bottles on the way
I'm bout to fuck up the club
Probably just fuck in the club
Fuck nigga you can catch slug because you knew
What it was
Hollering free all of my woes
Bro aint no hoe in my blood
Yo hoe wanna fuck
Pull up we valet trucks
Now all the haters is stuck
And my bitches like bitches
And she be gettin me bitches so the extra bitch is a plus
Balenciagas we be steppin in em
Birkin bags
We keep them weapons in em
Back 2 back up in the maserati or them enzos
We be flex in em
Bad chick up in my earlobe
Say she need some drugs and some love
I'm probably flexing some bad bitches
That we bout to turn up in the club
I'm bout to fuck up the club
I'm bout to fuck up the club
I'm bout to fuck up the club
I'm bout to fuck up the club
I'm bout to fuck up the club
I'm bout to fuck up the club
I'm bout to fuck up the club
I'm bout to fuck up the club
I'm bout to fuck up the club
Standing all over they couches
Got a hundred killers with me
We probably fuck up the bouncers
Baby girl we don't do kisses (nah)
So ain't no kissing my bottle
Boy why you flexing ain't yo section
And you ain't coppin no bottles
These are mason margielas or balenciagas
Some women call me lil jamez
Some women call me big poppa
Shawty whisper up my earlobe
Ain't no telling where I took her
Tell a fuck nigga I said fuck em then I probably
Stick dick in his sister
I'm bout to fuck up the club
Hunnid bitches poppin pussy
Really tryna fuck in the tuck
Fuck nigga what
Fuck nigga duch
I came in the game solid
Head first
Tell a bitch I don't wanna fuck
I just the head first
Balenciagas we be steppin in em
Birkin bags
We keep them weapons in em
Back 2 back up in the maserati or them enzos
We be flex in em
Bad chick up in my earlobe
Say she need some drugs and some love
I'm probably flexing some bad bitches
That we bout to turn up in the club
I'm bout to fuck up the club
I'm bout to fuck up the club
I'm bout to fuck up the club
I'm bout to fuck up the club
I'm bout to fuck up the club
I'm bout to fuck up the club
I'm bout to fuck up the club
I'm bout to fuck up the club