TTU lyrics

Two percs and two mollys
I’m too turnt up in this party

Two percs and two mollys
I’m too turnt up in this party (OOO)

Thick b*tch throw back on me like Cardi

Buffs we rock that Cartier
Match it with my dawgys

b*tch I’m sipping script
This not no hobby

But I’m f*cking on yo b*tch
Like its a hobby

This Amiri on my hoodie
Not no Tommy

Hop out of the cut with them Tommys
That boy talking sh*t we get to dropping

Come through causing terror like Bin Laden
Up the chop, load the scope, then we hit the target
Pistol make that lil n*gga merry go
f*cked his b*tch, made that lil hoe merry go round

Monkey nuts, Choppa hold bout 30 rounds
(Grr Grr Grr Grr Bow)

b*tch we in Bexar County
We catch bodies north to south

Texas summer hot
But with this drank there ain’t no drought

If he tell me ride, imma slide
Ain't no doubt

We cause a commotion
That boy died for some clout

I don’t f*ck with Gucci
Need a Louie b*tch

My shawty keep a pistol
In that Louie zip (ZAZA)

b*tch im smoking out
Designer zips
And when im busing down this Molly
Its designer bricks

Two percs and two mollys
I’m too turnt up in this party

Two percs and two mollys
I’m too turnt up in this party (OOO)

Thick b*tch throw back on me like Cardi (OOO)

Pistol make that lil n*gga merry go
f*cked his b*tch, made that lil hoe merry go round

Monkey nuts, Choppa hold bout 30 rounds
(Grr Grr Grr Grr Bow)