Tay B Style lyrics

by

Skilla Baby


[Intro]
Huh?
(MIA JAY C)
Merry Christmas
Happy New Year
Huh?

[Chorus]
n*ggas always barkin' on the 'net, don't even be wild
I get in my car to bless my Insta' with a freestyle
Walk him down, this a layup, don't need no rebound
All facts since a lil' n*gga, this Tay B style
My lil' b*tch don't want no lacefront, she like leave out
I got money, I got hoes, I don't need clout
n*ggas always talkin' crazy 'bout me 'til I beat they ass
I should buy this n*gga mama house, make him leave out

[Verse 1]
Fire bomb the weed house, can't get no more weed out
I'll knock your teeth out your mouth and make you bleed out
When I see a n*gga I don't like, sh*t get violent
'Cause I grew up fightin', hearin' police sirеns
Threw the fiends a concеrt, I got Miley Cyrus
Hustle all day, then spread that money like a virus
Huh? All my b*tches twenty-six and up
I heard you got a BBL, can you let me f*ck?
In the hood, I'm on tuck, bein' broke, that sh*t suck
My new b*tch mixed with stallion and Italian, she a mutt
'Bout to get rich this year, I can feel it in my gut
Tryna escape, but the street sh*t got a hold on me
I look like a beehive, it's so many hoes on me
My lil' b*tch love hard, she'll sell her soul for me
Been tryna figure out what to do with all these racks
I don't take my swipe friends to the gym, them n*ggas hacks
My lil' b*tch on the G-way, you can catch me in the back
It's so many officers tryna catch me with a strap
I'm a dog for real, they'll never catch me in the cat
I'm so quick to tell a b*tch n*gga to pardon my back, hah
[Chorus]
n*ggas always barkin' on the 'net, don't even be wild
I get in my car to bless my Insta' with a freestyle
Walk him down, this a layup, don't need no rebound
All facts since a lil' n*gga, this Tay B style
My lil' b*tch don't want no lacefront, she like leave out
I got money, I got hoes, I don't need clout
n*ggas always talkin' crazy 'bout me 'til I beat they ass
I should buy this n*gga mama house and make him leave out

[Verse 2]
My words get these b*tches out they panties, it's a gift
But every time the hook ask me somethin', I'ma plead the Fifth
I used to live in Section 8 housing, how could I forget?
I lost my pops at fifteen, I been hustlin' ever since
I been sinnin', I been wildin', talk to God, I repent
I got grown money, these n*ggas be childish as it get
I'm a pit, I'll never let 'em play me like a b*tch
Merry Christmas, I gave the world some fire, this my gift
n*ggas always tryna do what I do like it's easy
I told my teachers I was gon' get rich, they ain't believe me
My fans can't believe I'm posted in the ghetto like I'm Peezy
I can't believe my mans really played it foul like he ain't need me
n*ggas always tryna say they real, but really be foul
I used to shoot my shot at b*tches, b*tches shoot at me now
I'm too paid, the plug front me pounds, they three loud
Wan told me calm down, I'm tryin' not to be wild
[Chorus]
n*ggas always barkin' on the 'net, don't even be wild
I get in my car to bless my Insta' with a freestyle
Walk him down, this a layup, don't need no rebound
All facts since a lil' n*gga, this Tay B style
My lil' b*tch don't want no lacefront, she like leave out
I got money, I got hoes, I don't need clout
n*ggas always talkin' crazy 'bout me 'til I beat they ass
I should buy this n*gga mama house and make him leave out
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