Tin Man Freestyle Lyrics

All this off the dome

She just blew my phone, why she blow my line i ain't even been at home

Yeah, damn she got me blown like the tin man I'm so cold

No, i won't buy you flowers but it's 2000 for a coat

Uh, yeah i can't deny it, I was the flyest when I was broke

Oh, back then she ain't want me, now she feenin' for some strokes

Ooo, I just take her soul but I hope she know I wont propose

Like Sunoco, rollin' with some O.G. grown from coast to coast

Do-si-dos up in my lungs and Prada yeah it's head to toe

I got me some spending habits, I just spent some provolone

Magic trickin' silly rabbits

Young boy can't go broke for hoes

Told bro, can't be on the road if he can't leave them hoes alone

If he don't, I told bro he betta hope that fuckin Trojan strong

I don't fuck with no so and so's, they in the way

Betta move along, i can't get on yo fuckin' song

I heard that shit, i snooze and yawn

I'm working hard getting to the top, fuck trending topics, i'm 1 of 1

I was fifteen in Saint Laurent, been said it fuck it ima pay the cost

Bitch, just me, like everyday

Look around the fake, why they in a costume

Put down all that shit that you wearin' boy you makin' it champ, stick to Aeropostale

Tune in to the music, hear my raps, ain't no Goofy, they watchin' me live like cartoons

Baby, I ain't really got time for no chatter just send me a text, I'm in Texas, talk soon

Treading this trail to get paper, he said he a slime then i tellem I'm Mundane mongoose

Fuck it, it's getting cold in the booth

What's a Canada Goose

All my friends in Moncler

Quiet but my odor loudest in the room

City Stoners got that WOO, off the top like Ric Flair

Every Dollar Count, them my brothers for life

Know we tight like a bitch rockin' Kinky Hysteric's

Spankin' the sheets with the funnel, a kid that's in trouble, I feel like some fuckin' pissed parents

All this off the dome

She just blew my phone, why she blow my line i ain't even been at home

Yeah, damn she got me blown like the tin man I'm so cold

No, i won't buy you flowers but it's 2000 for a coat

Uh, yeah i can't deny it, I was the flyest when I was broke

Oh, back then she ain't want me, now she feenin' for some strokes

Ooo, I just take her soul but I hope she know I wont propose

Like Sunoco, rollin' with some O.G. grown from coast to coast

Do-si-dos up in my lungs and Prada yeah it's head to toe

I got me some spending habits, I just spent some provolone