Tippin Lyrics

I'm ready now

Glow street

Aries in the cut

I just ended my sobriety

Taylor port mixed with 17 and some fire weed

Malaysian airline ain't nobody ever finding me

Ain't nobody high as me

Pounds off the tenth scale move faster than the eye can see

I ain't sipping on no 4s

Im in the field for my goals

I'm protecting women and I'll really kill for my bros

This them car wash flows with the suds right

And I'm living these bars it's a pub life

I won't let them sleep on me this a up night

Tell these niggas smell the coffee or get mugged like

That Goofy rapper

Where I'm from niggas rob and they shoot you after

Hit you on the court you can hoop with Casper

I done seen it coming no Raven Baxter

I done see it coming no cop surveillance

I done dropped the bag like it's hot potato

I'm a get it back then go out to Vegas

Whoever turned they back gon have to face it

Cause

Back then Hoes didn't want me

Now I'm hot hoes all on me

Back then they ain't wanna help me

But nowadays niggas call on me

Used to have me real pissed off I had to wait on shit cause they stalled on me

Let me catch a nigga acting sketchy like a tattoo artist I'm a draw on em

Only see my shadow like the ground hog

Niggas whistle blowers like a foul call

They should host events at the town hall

So it's fuck the streets it put me down dawg

If i give a fuck they gon all take it

Staying out the way getting cross faded

With this rapping shit we gon all make it

we a different breed and they all basic

Im with Aries tell them meet the God of War

Fucking niggas bitches I'm the god of whores

Make her feel it all in her spinal cord

Watch I ball on niggas like the final four

I'm so consistent and I'm getting better

I'm the Uni I can do whatever

I'm warning labels to go up the cheddar

No FDA hope they talking numbers if they sending letters

If not I bought me a paper shredder

So tell Empire they bet not pass on me

I'll sign to def jam with a new vendetta

Christ a Myrtle Beach trend setter

Had to tell the niggas in my city that's this not Atlanta make me feel like Omeretta

Sauce like Alfredo bang had to tell my mama that I'm a steppa

Back then Hoes didn't want me

Now I'm hot hoes all on me

Back then they ain't wanna help me

But nowadays niggas call on me

Used to have me real pissed off I had to wait on shit cause they stalled on me

Let me catch a nigga acting sketchy like a tattoo artist I'm a draw on em

Christ

Ooou

Yeah

Uni