Tank Davis lyrics
by PlaqueBoyMax
[Intro]
Yup (Yup)
Yeah, yup (Woo)
Yeah, yup (Woo)
Yeah, yup (Bow, woo)
Haha (Bow)
Yeah, yeah (Haha)
Yeah, yeah (Woo)
[Chorus]
Huh, b*tch, I'm fresh to death, every fit I wear so fly
The Wraith wan' kill itself, the doors is suicide (Brr, huh)
I don't do suit and tie, this PUNKANDYO attire (PUNKANDYO)
FatBoyDip here for life, that n*gga my ride or die (Agh)
Huh, cocaine hoes in the back tryna get hit after my show (Fasho)
Huh, I'm tryna go back to Florida, need a yacht with a stripper pole (Ya)
I'm tryna go back to Florida, need a yacht with a stripper pole (Pole)
Huh, everyday I wake up, I wait for the night, 'cause I'm tryna smoke dope (Smoke dope)
Yeah, my b*tches so seductive, I can't trust a ho (Ooh)
My closest brodie switched up on me, I can't trust a soul (Ooh)
I got Bs to make, I can't get comfortable (Ooh)
Huh, Tank Davis in the pus*y, doo-doo-doo-doo
[Verse 1]
I swag when I walk (Walk)
b*tch, I move like a boss (Huh?)
Murakami pillows on the couch (Couch)
Two mil' down on a house (Ooh)
Jock season, I gotta take this (Take this)
Bad b*tch know how to take di*k (Take di*k)
I like my b*tches brown (Facts)
She so bad on the 'Gram, but somehow she look better in person (Facts)
She so bad, I bought her purses (Facts)
The richer I got, less I paid for (Facts)
Bank account stable like payphone (Facts)
FatBoyDip want a Draco (Facts)
I might cop him a Draco (Facts)
Should I go Maybach coupe or Rolls-Royce? I don't know, f*ck it, I'll get both (Facts)
[Chorus]
Huh, b*tch, I'm fresh to death, every fit I wear so fly
The Wraith wan' kill itself, the doors is suicide (Brr, huh)
I don't do suit and tie, this PUNKANDYO attire (PUNKANDYO)
FatBoyDip here for life, that n*gga my ride or die (Agh)
Huh, cocaine hoes in the back tryna get hit after my show (Fasho)
Huh, I'm tryna go back to Florida, need a yacht with a stripper pole (Ya)
I'm tryna go back to Florida, need a yacht with a stripper pole (Pole)
Huh, everyday I wake up, I wait for the night, 'cause I'm tryna smoke dope (Smoke dope)
Yeah, my b*tches so seductive, I can't trust a ho (Ooh)
My closest brodie switched up on me, I can't trust a soul (Ooh)
I got Bs to make, I can't get comfortable (Ooh)
Huh, Tank Davis in the pus*y, doo-doo-doo-doo
[Verse 2]
Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang
Think I need some new bling, bling
Everything I make so hard
On my arm I tat cool flames
Five Forever, stay wit' my gang
Five Forever, I'ma die pink
di*k her down, her man ask, "Where she at?"
Said, "She took a trip to sight-see"
She see my garage, it's a sight
She seein' my closet, it's a sight
Love the ho, she keep her pus*y tight
Turnin' twenty-two, I'm livin' right