Tings lyrics

[Intro]
YSL, Fendi, and Louie V tings
(Damn, JakeSand)

[Verse]
Ayy, I got some exotic, it's just flavor when I smoke
How the f*ck you getting high with four heads on the four?
I'ma pour up in this Fanta then let her drive the boat
I'm on 7 Mile now, but I'm smoking west coast
I was high off a eight, I couldn't taste it no more
I can drop back to back 'cause my pockets really swole
Jaw locked for twenty minutes, I'm so high I ain't notice
I don't really give a f*ck, I'll buy it if I want it
Uh, I'll buy it if I
Balling like I'm in the league, when the f*ck I get a bonus?
Got my last season clothes, I might give 'em to the homeless
Chef bringing out my steak, I don't even think I want it
Boy, your b*tch came to me, why the f*ck you think I want her?
Think my heart turned purple from this lean I be pouring
Once I make a million dollars, I'ma act like I don't know you
We got heavy pole sticks and you know that they will hurt you
High as hell off the Pie, yeah, I'm talking 'bout the Turtle
Spent six K at Neiman's, I ain't do this sh*t on purpose
She been wanting me to f*ck, I'm asking her, "Is it worth it?"
Five hundred for my scarf, I just wear it like a turban
Two grams in the wood, for a hour it was burning
My n*ggas out in L.A., they got b*tches that gon' work it
.762's pointed, but they leave big circles
Spent a thousand on my shoes, I don't even think they worth it
You know your n*gga lame, you should come and hang with me
You can bring your friends too, tell 'em everything on me
She like, "It's six in the morning, n*gga, why you pouring lean?"
Once I'm done with this cup, then I'm putting you to sleep
She like YSL, Fendi, and Louie V tings