Tie My Shoes lyrics
by Yung Cortex
[Intro: Lil Tracy]
MoneyPosse
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I don't wanna hold no hands (I don't wanna hold no hands)
Ooh, Bi-Bighead on the beat
No, no, yuh
[Chorus: Lil Tracy]
I don't wanna hold no hands, I wanna hold some bands (Hold some bands)
You keep tryna f*ck that ho, I just f*cked her again (Again)
Pulling up, they know it's us (Know it's us)
Tying my shoe up, I'm finna run it up (Run it up)
I don't wanna hold no hands, I wanna hold some bands (Hold some bands)
You keep tryna f*ck that ho, I just f*cked her again (Again)
Pulling up, they know it's us (Yeah, yeah)
Tying my shoe up, I'm finna run it up (Run it up)
[Verse 1: Lil Tracy]
You can't tell me sh*t 'bout sh*t (No, no)
I just took a p*ss but, b*tch, I'm still the sh*t (b*tch, I'm the sh*t)
And she cute but I kinda like her friend (I like her friend)
They both gon' let me hit 'cause I'm fresher than a mint, yeah (Fresher than a mint)
I don't wanna hold no hands, I wanna hold some bands (Bands)
They sleep on me, I think they popping too much Xans (Too much Xans)
f*ck it, I'ma flex like I just left a gym (b*tch I flex)
Stop tryna f*ck that ho, I just f*cked her again
I got big knots all up in my skinny jeans (Knots, knots, knots)
Diamonds in my mouth, she like it when I cheese (When I cheese)
I put in work but I don't got no chores (The f*ck?)
Yeah, balling like a b*tch, n*gga, check the score (n*gga, check the score)
[Chorus: Lil Tracy]
I don't wanna hold no hands, I wanna hold some bands (Hold some bands)
You keep tryna f*ck that ho, I just f*cked her again (Again)
Pulling up, they know it's us (Know it's us)
Tying my shoe up, I'm finna run it up (Run it up)
I don't wanna hold no hands, I wanna hold some bands (Hold some bands)
You keep tryna f*ck that ho, I just f*cked her again (Again)
Pulling up, they know it's us (Yeah, yeah)
Tying my shoe up, I'm finna run it up (Run it up)
[Verse 2: Eddy Baker]
Stroking her while I'm smoking
Hit it and then I'm toking
Safe with gold tokens
Leave the past where the open
Bunch of drugs got me focused
Hottest but still the coldest
Making money off oldheads
Flexing hard on my old chicks
[?] with two forty
Yo n*ggas [?] focus
All of my b*tches stolen
Titties and ass is swollen
You lost and I was chosen
Took her heart just like [?]
Grounds like I'm an omen
You know that I keep it rollin (little b*tch)
Never ball [?]
Drug dealer sh*t since a younging, I had cheese to get
Goldberg, how I spear a b*tch
Ladies fear my di*k
Hell no, I can't love you, b*tch
I gots to get rich
[Chorus: Lil Tracy]
I don't wanna hold no hands, I wanna hold some bands (Hold some bands)
You keep tryna f*ck that ho, I just f*cked her again (Again)
Pulling up, they know it's us (It's us)
Tying my shoe up, I'm finna run it up (Run it up)
I don't wanna hold no hands, I wanna hold some bands (Hold some bands)
You keep tryna f*ck that ho, I just f*cked her again (again)
Pulling up, they know it's us (Yeah, yeah)
Tying my shoe up, I'm finna run it up (Run it up)