TAN Lyrics

I know my way through your B

Like the back of my hand

She's dying to say my name

Every time that I land

I'm going stupid on the beat

Like a dark skin trying to tan

I might keep it cool

But don't think that I'm a fan

I can't afford to move with the fakes

When the field filled with pythons

Wolves dressed in sheep's skin

When they coming for your money

If money came with the fame

Then you got to let it be

It's a lonely road to the riches

It's really getting harder to trust anybody

You got to even watch your own blood

They be pocket watching like bull

Fiendin' for the lunch money

Probably was the only Nigga who didn't get robbed when I was geekin'

I got a Butt who blow me off

Like a kiss from a year ago in my chats

Reminiscing about the moments we had

Feels got boomerang tendencies

She's trying to work it out

But I cancelled my gym membership

If we double back she's willing to give

Me the keys but Ima lease

When we talking her bottom lip quivers

You know what I mean

She's still willing to give me the keys

If we double back then Ima lease

I know my way through your B

Like the back of my hand

She's dying to say my name

Every time that I land

I'm going stupid on the beat

Like a dark skin trying to tan

I might keep it cool

But don't think that I'm a fan

I know my way through your B

Like the back of my hand

She's dying to say my name

Every time that I land

I'm going stupid on the beat

Like a dark skin trying to tan

I might keep it cool

But don't think that I'm a fan

I know my way through your B

Like the back of my hand

She's dying to say my name

Every time that I land

I'm going stupid on the beat

Like a dark skin trying to tan

I might keep it cool

But don't think that I'm a fan