Tommy is the fourth track to Nettspend’s debut album, dedicated to a friend of his who has passed. BAD ASS F*CKING KID.
It was initially not on the album for the first few local time releases, before being put onto the album (allegedly) last minute before the midnight Eastern Standard Time release.
[Intro]
High off my feet, Tommy, I don't know
And she was street slimy, I ain't know (Rok on the track, yeah)
[Chorus]
Touch your toes, oh-oh-oh
Pour some more, ah-ah-oh
I sip Poland, uh
I, I, I know, high off my feet, Tommy, I don't know
And she was street slimy, I ain't know
So we geek up and fuck, oh
I left for dead, but she made a pact for us
And she pullin' tarots, I think I would get blessed
And I won't let 'em bury me, said nah, nah, nah, nah, nah (Nah, nah)
[Verse]
My lil' shit dressed like she a tomboy
At a Gucci store, and I'm like, "Where the Tom Ford?"
I try explore all the things I wanted more
I try explain how I feel, but I just feel it in my core
AP Skele' on my fist, no Rolex, yeah
I took a picture with you 'cause you earned it, uh
Ayy, pop that— (Pill), ayy, pop that pill, you might just lose your focus (Ew)
I'm in my bag, buyin' bags for my person
I'm a bounty hunter, stray rats, lookin' for that fuckin' snitch (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Snitch, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch)
[Chorus]
Touch your toes, oh-oh-oh
Pour some more, ah-ah-oh
I sip Poland, uh
I, I, I know, high off my feet, Tommy, I don't know
And she was street slimy, I ain't know
So we geek up and fuck, oh
I left for dead, but she made a pact for us
And she pullin' tarots, I think I would get blessed
And I won't let 'em bury me, said nah, nah, nah, nah, nah (Nah, nah)
Tommy was written by Nettspend & Rok & Warren Hunter.
Tommy was produced by Rok & Warren Hunter.