TINTS Lyrics

I put tints up in the whip

For when I'm riding with da blick

Got no phone, take no photos

Doing bout a hunnit sixty

I put tints up in the whip

For when I'm riding with your bitch

See blue lights and do the dash

Looking like I hit a lick

Cut the lights

Pay the price

I'm a star, I got stripes

Got addicted to the thrill, I guess I like what I like

Big ol' tits

Fat ol' ass

Ghetto boujee with some class

And this chain around my neck

What I spent? About a rack

I put tints up in the whip

For when I'm riding with da blick

Got no phone, take no photos

Doing bout a hunnit sixty

I pull up bout once a month

Rearrange her little guts

Off the strength, she don't like me

But she love the way I fuck

I hit once, do it right

One more time out of spite

If I say get on your knees

Best believe, won't say it twice

Said I put tints up in the whip

For when I'm riding with da blick

Got no phone, take no photos

Doing bout a hunnit sixty

I put tints up in the whip

For when I'm riding with your bitch

See blue lights and do the dash

Looking like I hit a lick

Gratata

Sending prayers up to God

On my mama

I was born to be a star