Tt Lyrics

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I just want a Texas thot, Baby G gon' make a lot

Talkin' garbage, smell the crap I know that bitch wearing bape

I told that bitch shut up cap, I don't like the Hermes hat

I'ma make you go cra, I'ma make you go cra

I just want lil' TT a Texas Thot

And the bitch want baby a Miami boy

I just told this bitch to chill out She can' be annoying

Make her make some noises like a fuckin' Tommy gun

I just told this bitch you can chew on it like gum

If you wanna bite on it, then I leave the room

I've been seeing red on red, I guess I'm in red rum

I just told this bitch to shut up, let baby hum

I've been getting money and more, that's a sum

Why you adding up my ex and my past that's dumb

I've been waiting for this time a long long time

Pick up the swag and put it back behind my back

I told the bitch chill out with a shot, please don't ever lag

Told this bitch she can be with me, but the bitch a drag

I get the money, I do what I want, I buy what I want

I want cologne, I want the suit, I want the dog

I want the bitch, I want the bone, I want the thought of her

I told the bitch you can chill with me if you rock that Audemar

Got that AP on my wrist, my shit a skelly

I told that bitch I put it in deep her belly

I keep the shit on me, embellished with that relly

Fuck you mean, you took your shot, you wasn't ready

In the streets with the bitch in Bally

I just want lil' TT a Texas Thot

I just want lil' TT a Texas Thot

I just want lil' TT a Texas Thot