TV lyrics

[Verse 1: kuru]
Yeah, how you spent like eight bands on that fit but you ain't paying rent?
Uh, she gon' [?] she said I'm heavensent
I was quick, f*cking up the function, brodie got me bent
Go 'head, yeah
Told her [?] making assumptions
On my fit, Balmain still, [?]
[?], this is my fun sh*t
[?] like [?]
That boy scared the hoes away, I think he need to face it
Huh, [?] I can't f*ck with that fake sh*t
She like "[?] art it's like a painting"
[?] fragnance, I'm still on the same sh*t
[?]
She don't even like you, she DM tryna snake sh*t
She don't even like you, she DM tryna take me
When you say you finna see me all on TV
[?] touring in a minute, they tryna see me
[?] still tryna be me
I don't even [?]

[Verse 2: ST6 JodyBoof]
Pulled up in that Chrome Heart sh*t
I need my drank 'cause I might get sick
I don't even wanna f*ck that ho, so I had [?] bring that b*tch
Chase a n*gga down in my new runners, had to buy some brand new drip
Lil' cuz whipping the strike so good got 'em thinking that this b*tch legit
I don't give a f*ck 'bout what I spend, 'cause I make it quick
Cuz busting banks and he just cooked him up a fresh-ass slip
I pulled up in the fresh-ass whip
This b*tch, she 'bout to whip me and my mans, she tryna eat my di*k
I ain't worried 'bout no dishes, we the ones that be torching sh*t
On that same sh*t, two blocks, one day, I had to buy some brand new sticks
Feds on di*ks, I had to switch it up and buy some brand new whips
Jumping out of cars and blowing chops, n*gga we be belting sh*t
(Bro poured a four in the eight, that's a magic trick)
([?] you better not (beep))