Tatted lyrics

[Intro:]
DJ Feezy
(ZayToven)

[Chorus:]
Skinny jeans, you can see these racks on me (Racks on me)
f*cked her, then she got my name tatted on her (That's my b*tch)
Go and get it, then I put my tax on it (Dope boy)
You don't know me if you never got a pack from me (Ay, who is you)
Touched an M before I touched some rap money (Damn)
Took your b*tch shopping with my trap money (Damn)
Breaking bread with my n*ggas that's that Shaq money (My n*gga nem')
f*cked her, then she got my name tatted on her (Dolph)

[Verse 1:]
F-f*cked her one time (What happened?)
Then she tat my name on it talking bout it’s mine (Damn)
She fall in love fast, (damn) I fell in love with cash (Yeah)
I power boned her in the bed like I'm Steve Nash (Yuh)
Flexing on a b*tch like Harkomania (What's poppin')
Gelato got me feeling like I'm on angel dust (Yeah yeah)
Turnt my neighborhood to Los Angeles (Uh huh)
We was f*cked up now money ain't a thing to us (Whoo)
f*ck you f*ck you f*ck you (f*ck you)
I make up the rules (f*ck you)
I can tell you lame because you smoke Gorilla glue (What)
Told lil mama bring that pus*y back like DJ Clue
Money make me move (Go get it)
[Chorus:]
Skinny jeans, you can see these racks on me (Racks on me)
f*cked her, then she got my name tatted on her (That's my b*tch)
Go and get it, then I put my tax on it (Dope boy)
You don't know me if you never you got a pack from me (Ay, who is you)
Touched an M before I touched some rap money (Damn)
Took your b*tch shopping with my trap money (Damn)
Breaking bread with my n*ggas that's that Shaq money (My n*gga nem')
f*cked her, then she got my name tatted on her (Dolph)

[Verse 2:]
I don't make excuses, (For what) I just make it happen (Hustler)
I did what you haven't, (Yeah) rich n*gga status (Yeah)
b*tch n*gga hater (f*ck n*gga)
I smash her then I pass her like a hot potato (Gone)
I put my life on the line about that paper (Forreal)
I'm like Bishop in my job, that's where I keep a razor (Juice)
Sitting on acres, never seen the neighbors (Damn)
Had a weed and lean hangover in Las Vegas (What)
She like taking shots of Henn (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Told her I want to f*ck your friend (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Pushed up on her in a Benz (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Flexing like I'm Sycho Sid (Hey)

[Chorus:]
Skinny jeans, you can see these racks on me (Racks on me)
f*cked her, then she got my name tatted on her (That's my b*tch)
Go and get it, then I put my tax on it (Dope boy)
You don't know me if you never you got a pack from me (Ay, who is you)
Touched an M before I touched some rap money (Damn)
Took your b*tch shopping with my trap money (Damn)
Breaking bread with my n*ggas that's that Shaq money (My n*gga nem')
f*cked her, then she got my name tatted on her (Dolph)
[Outro:]
The Wolf Of South Beach