Tied In ft. Dooley Ridah Lyrics

Ooh, see why I ain't playin' craze

One-800 for you

Hold up, one-800, I think I like this

I don't do no apple talks, you can't bite this

I'm not a boy, Damon, but I got vice grips

With that mean good grip on this nice dick

Fine bitch, cute tits with some nice lips

We don't talk on Instagram, we just like pics

Fin keep callin' me about some paint scripts

Boater ass and boots, told her, look, you better hike, bitch

I got the best hair from a white bitch

Only thing you could call me is a dyke, bitch, that's light shit

Nine times out of ten, they might switch

Wanna test the water, shit, tonight I might fish

Bitch, I'm respected, bitch, I'm connected

Been linked, give a fuck about a necklace

Freak bitch wanna eat me up for breakfast, I'mma let her

Then put the block down, no Tetris

Spot jumpin, Glock pumpin

Spot a bad seed, Halloween, I pop pumpkins

If I say I got your back, then I'm not frontin

All my bitches want strings attached, feel like I got puppets

Damn, don't ask about no features, you payin' first

Big fifth, couple bands in this man purse

Get open, wanna see how this can work

DJ with the pussy, yeah, she love how my hands work

Ayy, on top of buildings, like we playin' Rampage

Blocked her, now she tryna stalk me off her friend page

You ain't even watch your shit, how you wanna handshake

I been hurt, but can't heal from no band-aid

Big clips make me wanna shoot a movie

Dick suckin, but she swear she ain't a groupie

Used to make dumb balls out of fruities

Now I make big bang retarded roll lookin' goofy

Fuck friends, only fuckin' with the team

This ain't laser tag, but we fuckin' with them beams

Could've sworn this was a farm, how we fuckin' with the beans

No shirt, pockets heavy with them sleeves, niggas

Talkin' too spicy, fuck it, let me get off

Hair prices bust my nut, baby, get off

Different parts of my life, this a spinoff

Violated my probation couple times, I should've been off

But I'm chillin, give me a couple months

Play the back, I don't care about the front

Feelin' foggy, then jump, super soaky with this pump

Could've swore I was a boxer, how I came with the punch, boy

Where I been? Bitch, puttin' time in

Yoda said, get him, fuck it, yeah, it's time then

If it ain't layin' like that, why you lyin' then

Nigga don't know who I know

Bitch, I'm tired of hearin, bitch, I'm respected

Bitch, I'm connected

Ben Link, give a fuck about a necklace

Freak bitch wanna eat me up for breakfast, I'ma let her

Then put the block down, no Tetris

Bitch, I'm respected

Bitch, I'm connected

Ben Link, give a fuck about a necklace

Freak bitch wanna eat me up for breakfast, I'ma let her

Then put the block down, no Tetris

Ben Link, give a fuck about a necklace

Ben Link, give a fuck about a necklace