Stolo

[Intro]
(Ayy-ayy-ayy-ayy, ayy, that's probably Tago)
(Pipe that shit up, TnT)
They say, ’Ayy, it's probably Tago"
Nah bitch, it Lil Poody with the Draco
Ayy, look

[Chorus]
I see yo' baby daddy, he a buster
He wanna be like me, but he ain’t got no hustle
Baby, I'm the type of nigga get it off the muscle
And I like to tote them stones, ain't got time to tussle
She wanna eat my chips, but she can't get these Ruffles
I got it out the mud, bitch, check out my knuckles
You the type to get on one knee and tell her you love her
But I'm the type to takе a nigga bitch and I'll fuck her
We do it under covеrs
Cruisin' down the streets in my stolo, jackin' these bitches, slapping the hoe
We on some street shit, catch a opp, we put a tag on his toe
He said, pressure got a lighter ’cause we packin’ the smoke

[Verse]
I said we packin' the smoke, bitch, we packin’ the smoke
Tec 9 and AR's, we got some gadgets with scopes
I got some shit that hold a hunnid, leave a patch on a boat
She told us all about you niggas, you be cappin', we know
Oh, we ain't nothing like you niggas, we a different breed
Interscope, done signed a nigga, give my thanks to Bree
7 figure nigga, want a feature? That’s gon' be a fee
GCM, the label, you ain't heard, bitch, we getting cheese
I call lil' mama Kaepernick, I told her take a knee
She wanna be a bot for the gang, so let her be
These hoes out her doing shit that I ain't never seen
I'm from the hood baby, certain shit amaze me
Posted in the Yo like I'm Gotti, shout out CMG
Go tell the opps I ain't hiding, bitch, they know where I be
You either catch me with red right there on Cam Street
He serving Percs by the 10, come get 'em 10 a piece

[Chorus]
I see yo' baby daddy, he a buster
He wanna be like me, but he ain't got no hustle
Baby, I'm the type of nigga get it off the muscle
And I like to tote them stones, ain't got time to tussle
She wanna eat my chips, but she can't get these Ruffles
I got it out the mud, bitch, check out my knuckles
You the type to get on one knee and tell her you love her
But I'm the type to take a nigga bitch and I'll fuck her
We do it under covers
Cruisin' down the streets in my stolo, jackin' these bitches, slapping the hoe
We on some street shit, catch a opp, we put a tag on his toe
He said, pressure got a lighter 'cause we packin' the smoke