Tier ft. Tre Milano Lyrics

These hoes

Imposter

Of course they

Went called

The baddest

Bitch up in

The roster

Christian

Louboutin

And the bottoms

Giving lobster

Pulled up in

Range rover

Pesto with

The pasta

All crucifixes

Now

These bitches

Wanna cross her

Uh yeah pockets

Giving ceelo always

Evergreen big and tall

On that deebo bitch

I'm always fly like

Birds that star in rio

My nigga like to play

With them sticks and

Move them kilos

Rap hoes want my place

So they stick me like

A needle bitches ain't

On shit you can say

They lack the fecal

I'm in that

Twenty

Twenty

Four

Brand new

Spring moschino

It's not found in stores

So no you hoes can't

Jack the steelo

If she pop that

Pop that

Ima throw stack

Putting bitches

On the map smoking

Bitches like a pack

Making money

Can't stop that

Pussy made crack

Got him feening

Coming back now

These bitches wanna rap

Like Chrisean I rock

That Valentino cross bag

Bitches wanna be

Me you will never

Hoe stop that

Turn a hoe to hashtag

Hang it up coat rack

Never met a bitch

On my level I top that

None of you bitches are

My peer it's apparent

I'm the tier said he

Like when I ride it

Make the whole thing

Disappear

None of you bitches are

My peer it's apparent

I'm the tier said he

Like when I ride it

Make the whole thing

Disappear

Ayo

I got the moves

Spit harder

Den a preacher

Need a lil respect

From bitches

Like I'm Aretha

My niggas ON GO

Bitches tether me

Like Lupita

Dolly what u said

These bum bitches

Is not no diva

She want it wit Doll

Den she got

Issues with Don

Washing bitches

With the cloth

I didn't even squirt

Out the Dawn

Hit that one to the two

To the three

To the next

Cause these bitches

Follow right behind

The Don

I got the money

The cars

The watch

And the rings

Cause the top of the

Tier what I'm on

I got sum blicks

But Tre do not talk

About guns

When he tell a bitch

He in the Range

Thinkin you

Better than me

Tuh you funny

Stupid

Psycho

Deranged

Bitches need a Hank

Take it to the bank

Sweetest little bitch 
but

Face look stank

I got the rank

On a full tank

Cruising thru this record

Give a fuck what ya think

Bitches in my lane

Assistance

I need to steer bitches

Realest in the game

Spit metaphors just

to clear bitches

Took off in her Honda

Me

I'm in a MCLARE bitches

One and only Don

That's the doll

If it wasn't clear bitches