Tyra Banks lyrics

[Chorus]
Walk inside the mall and I'm stuntin'
Walk inside the mall with a fifty, and a hunnid
And that Glock equipped with an Andre Drummond
Trackhawk growling, b*tch, sound like something coming
Who you is n*gga? what's ya rank?
Smoke exotic gas pack, this sh*t stank
Pour up a soda then, I'll just get the pint
This sh*t might look like it's fun, but it ain't
They like Ricky stop them drugs, but I can't

[Verse]
I keep doin her wrong, but she treat me like a saint
My b*tch so damn bad she could up dogsh*t and you can't
Monkey ass n*gga swing with ops, just let him hang
pus*y you can't talk to me, I won't let you bang
Yeah I saw ya call but I just let it ring
All this money on me like a bank
I'm tryna f*ck a model b*tch I need Tyra Banks
I'm tryna f*ck a model b*tch I need Iggy Azalea
Walk up in the spot cuz like "damn boy I can smell ya"
Boy you not no street n*gga, just do what ya momma tell ya
I take these drugs then my brain start havin' failures
Send 'em down below, Australia
Run up this pack, f*ck, damn I need an Inhaler
Cruising all these drugs, like a sailor
n*gga tried to lie 'bout how he scored the ball like he was talking to Taylor
[Chorus]
Walk inside the mall and I'm stuntin'
Walk inside the mall with a fifty, and a hunnid
And that Glock equipped with an Andre Drummond
Trackhawk growling, b*tch, sound like something coming
Who you is n*gga? what's ya rank?
Smoke exotic gas pack, this sh*t stank
Pour up a soda then, I'll just get the pint
This sh*t might look like it's fun, but it ain't
They like Ricky stop them drugs, but I can't