TIDES ft. QthaPlaya & yHmrian Lyrics

YEAH

Told little shawty get comfortable

Baby it's bout to be a hell of ride

If you know better do better girl

You better pick you a side

But better choose wisely

Word of advice

Them niggas ain't in the same tribe as me

Yea it get hectic outside

We can't be rocking with cuhs

It ain't shit to show love

If you my dawg i break down the pie

He a snake i knew something wasn't right

I cut off his hand he thought he was slime

Creep up on him late at night

I give em the signal them boys down to slide

Gotta stay lowkey

Get it by all means

Pounds of the pack done flowed in

Chanel with the Bape cause imma beast

Ain't like the weather so i went to the 4 seasons

Ain't gotta squint no more bae we got floor seats

She up the pussy hot and ready like little Caesars

This little shit ain't nothing

I came from nothing

I'm always stunting

Tryna go legit

But i may stay in the field like I'm Curtis

Had to change the route

That shit wasn't worth it

That shit wasn't working

Stack the bills, the fucked up dubs

Self control, I control my vices

But your touch ain't one

I move precisely

Bitch talk to me nicely

I'm one of them ones

See that pussy done packed a little punch

Eat that shit like a nigga missed lunch

Keep it up imma give you a son

Her sis stay mad at me

This freak done fucked up my sheets

I done lost my main being a dog

Ain't that bout a B

I pop champagne to ease the pain

But i can't keep the peace

Full court press about that shit

We gon spin every week

YEAH

Told little shawty get comfortable

Baby it's bout to be a hell of ride

If you know better do better girl

You better pick you a side

But better choose wisely

Word of advice

Them niggas ain't in the same tribe as me

Yea it get hectic outside