Titan Shii ft. Andrew Tate, Yung Nugget, Lil Barnacle, Not Linden & Lil Droptop Golfcart Lyrics

Turn it up

Fuck it up

Sipping wok out the double cup

Got a bad bitch, she on my dick

And she said that I'm her number one

Got a bad bitch in her eighties

She just wanna have my babies

But I told her that I'm sorry, I just wanna beat the pussy up

I fuck yo mom and she say I'm a titan

I beat his mans, and you know we be fighting

I got the glock and you it's on sight man

He tryna fight, tell him go take a hike man

I'm tryna fuck, break her back like a Kit-Kat

Swerving the whip, in the shape of a zig-zag

Asked her to fuck, I don't know why that bitch mad

Ya'll eating dick like that shit was a Big Mac

Feel like Robin in the cut, the way I shoot 'em down, he flying high

That boy think he hard until I pull up on 'em, take his life

Ya'll be smoking zaza, I take pills and shit to get me high

I need a bitch like Starfire to let me fuck, and grab her thighs

Tommy aimed right at yo face

Hopping out the fucking Wraith

Homie think he's strapped, we pull up with the gat, right at his place

I don't need a fucking bitch

I've done anything you did

Imma beat his ass and write my name right on his fucking lip

I got 1,2,3,4,5,6 bitches

I keep a strap on me, if you want smoke then come and get it

I got my dick in her throat and I be counting up these digits

Imma hop on this track, give me a second, Imma kill it

Got a bad bitch

She ain't average

Keep a stick on me, no magic

Got an all black fit and a bad ass bitch

If you in my hood, you better tap in

Got a strap on me and an ass on me

He said he tough, but he's capping

Got hella bitches sleeping on me

They be fucking napping

Feel like Robin in the cut, the way I shoot 'em down, he flying high

That boy think he hard until I pull up on 'em, take his life

Ya'll be smoking Zaza, I take pills and shit to get me high

I need a bitch like Starfire to let me fuck, and grab her thighs

Poured a four right in my cup

I can't wife no fucking slut

Do 150 in the jag, we pull up and come out the cut

I'm making 100 grand

Chopstick on me, no Japan

Jet lag when I fucking land

I keep a strap right in my hand

Ayy, Juggin' and finessing, make her eat it then I beat it

Yo bitch is in my phone, she hit me up just for some meat pics

Imma keep it a buck-fifty, I'm not sure she is a keeper

She's a side to be honest, hit my phone like once a week bitch

That ain't it, need a bitch that's gonna text me on the daily

I'm recording sick as fuck because I'm feeling hella lazy

Need to go fuck on a bitch, and get her wetter than the Navy

Whole Lotta ED type shit, the way I'm feeling like I'm Jay-Z, yuh

Run through yo city

I'm counting these fifties

I'm spinning yo block, now I'm hitting my jig

I'm popping these percs, and I'm sipping on wok

I ain't smoking on weed, I ain't smoking on cigs

I'll spin through yo block and now nobody's there

Yo gon' look for your mom and your mother fucking bitch

I don't give a fuck, yeah I'm doing dumb shit

So I'm crashing the 100k whip,yuh

Poured a four right in my cup

I can't wife no fucking slut

Do 150 in the jag, we pull up and come out the cut

I'm making 100 grand

Chopstick on me, no Japan

Jet lag when I fucking land

I keep a strap right in my hand