TT Lyrics

Got 2 Gs in my socks
This ain't gucci or tom
Rocking issey miyake
Boyardee with the sauce
Boutta pour up the grappa
Im hawkeye with the shots
I just roll and i rock
All my jewelry sopped

Business dinner, i went and reserved it
Just one look in the mirror, im serving
I can't even say if i deserve shit
Tryna hop in that audi and swerve it
Its that TT im crying im surfing
Im like ET my UFO burning
Back to earth, i was way up there learning
Hard at work but im still hardly working
All these bitches wan hop in the spaceship
I said youll only fly if you take this
I said you only fly if you take risks
I just roll up that fye and i face it
I just flooded my wrist like the basement
In the desert that shits an oasis
Out in LA we just got a new crib
I been turning the drip into blue strips

In this cashmere i feel like im goated
In this past year i feel like i glowed it
We got gas in the manger, its potent
Wearing fragrances, spraying some potions
And i still could do better, im human
I look wet any weather, its humid
I just got it together, i do it
On the tip of my tongue, the solution
And i dont even need a producer
Im just punching in, spitting some bruisers
Take my mask off, im feeling like future
All these stripes i got, im Freddy Krueger
Keep my spell book strapped, can't have that shit open
Im signing my cast, made it when i spoke it
Im counting my cash, make the green and smoke it
My hearts racing like sonic, im rolling up that chronic
I wish that they
I wish that they got it
Dont know what to call it, but i can feel it calling
Im building a temple, i needa get some columns
Hopping in that T, i need rings like gollum
Mushrooms in my tea, everythings dissolving
Rollign up the trees, im glitching, im stalling
U talking to me? im just not responding
Unless its bout the green, unless its bout the racks
Unless its bout the dream, unless its bout the swag
I flow on shit with ease, i flow on shit with class
Kapital on my jeans, and prada on my bag
Even tho im counting cheese, bitch i couldn't be a rat
My jewelry so antique, im always armor clad
They want that POV, all that gas like its Riyadh
I just rolled up a phoenix, i rise up from the ash
I won't speak if i dont mean it
Got places to be, im speeding
I think they're waiting for me to eat it
Good thing i just ate some fruit, im up in eden
The dragon sleeps, im making beats, i hope he hears it

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