Thai Tea lyrics

[Intro]
(Keep that sh*t low-key, Tae)
(You're not making this easy, Kyle)

[Verse 1: J1Hunnit]
I got my head in the game, Troy Bolton
I hope you ain't think I was hot then, now I'm molten
Lava oozing out a n*gga cup, Mauna Loa
I still'll serve a fiend the hard hit, the Balboa
Where was n*ggas at when we used to share Samoas?
And trade polos for the day and give them back when school was over
Baby wanna tan for the summer and drink mimosas
Out in Africa, we trying fufu and beef samosas
I think I'm starting to understand Tony and Sosa
It could've played out either way, but sh*t went how it was supposed to
sh*t ain't always sunny, Maureen Ponderosa
My señorita skin tone the samе color as tapioca
Mi chica [?] centavo, mi amosa
She thick as grits, this b*tch cold as Minnesota
I can't lеt a kid hit my cup, it's spiked soda
I met a plug from the Florida Keys with good coca
He told me when the time right, that we can meet in Sarasota
These days, you gotta pack heat, Erik Spoelstra
Brodie had hoop dreams until the league f*cked him over
Now he playing overseas, getting a check in Nova Scotia
When life do a lil' flip, that don't mean it's game over
We going on a trip, that's they want that sh*t in North Dakota
I would take the 'Hound, but I'm stuffin' a Toyota
With a case of Thai tea in the back, but not boba
[Verse 2: MJPAID]
Where was n*ggas at when I was low?
sh*t, where is n*ggas at when I was tryna make a 'bow flip?
Feds put me in that room, I'ma act like I don't know sh*t
For the times in the cuffs, sh*t, I'm probably bustin' both wrists
She suck the di*k with no hands, I like a gross b*tch
Tapped in, getting pints on the low end
Coast guard, n*ggas tryna stop my motion
R.I.P. my brother, catch a jugg and don't post sh*t

[Verse 3: BabyTron]
Yeah, b*tch, I'm off an oxy, floating like a ladder
Loose leaves I'm rolling looking like I broke them off a [?]
Super-duper slimy, they don't even notice what just happened
Riding with the wood, I'm tryna leave him open like a cabinet
All my brothers shooters, I'm like Lonzo Ball
If I take the stash out and stack it, it's on Tacko Fall
sh*t, I'm somewhere in the mountains, I might drop your call
Only made twelve hundred off that sauce, boy, that is not no fraud

[Outro: BabyTron]
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