Tity and Dolla lyrics

by

Lance Skiiiwalker


[Intro: Isaiah Rashad]
Yeah
This Sqad Up sh*t, yeah
Don't hit my phone when I'm tryna rap
This n*gga Hugh in this motherf*cker
This n*gga Rock in this motherf*cker
This n*gga Dave Free
This n*gga Chris Calor
Ugh, yeah

[Verse 1: Isaiah Rashad]
I'm just one dirty motherf*cker
Hurt myself way more than you (Yeah)
This too much out here for the cup
I put that codeine in my soup (Yeah)
Used to spit in granny face
I'm supposed to show you love
I don't need no picket line
And I don't need no f*cking hug (Right-right)
You just rapping just because (Right-right)
With your napkin full of drugs (Right-right)
Too exclusive in the back
sh*t, we sneak 'em in the club (Right-right)
Who is that n*gga if I ain't that n*gga?
It ain't been popping if I ain't with Robert
Gotta consider my liver, my n*gga
Gotta get rid of my kidney, my n*gga (My n*gga)
That was the only thing holding me back
None of these n*ggas ain't tellin' me sh*t
Lately, I only been bumping that Yachty
All this Burberry on top of my body
I know Lil Sunny with Kim in that 'Rari
You pulling up, tryna tell me the truth
I hit you back, like, "Lil n*gga, revise it"
Look what I got; b*tch, it's tity and dollar
Tell 'em back-back and just check out the power
[Pre-Hook: Isaiah Rashad]
Sweet line I used to walk, we used to want
Just wanna be like one of them
But now I don't, I ran away
I ran away, I ran away

[Hook: Isaiah Rashad & Hugh Augustine]
I know that b*tches gon' be b*tches, but I love them hoes (Yeah)
Just call before you come, just call before you go (Yeah)
b*tches gon' be b*tches, but I love them hoes
Just call before you come, just call before you...
I know b*tches gon' be b*tches, but I love them hoes
Just call before you ... (Yeah), just call before you come
I know b*tches gon' be b*tches, but I love them hoes
Just call before you..., just call before you come, b*tch!
I be on my, I be on my

[Verse 2: Hugh Augustine]
I be on my own sh*t, what's the motion?
Condoms, weed, and lotion (Lotion), wavy like the ocean (Ocean)
I got no emotions (No emotions), dolo in the function (Function)
You ain't in my section, you can't tell me nothin' (Ugh)
She just wanna sip on the real pink soda
Ride with a big billed .40
Slide through the hood, I know it's all good
I ain't from the set but I still got soldiers (Uh-huh)
Seven when I roll the dice, Henny straight, hold the ice
Lately, I don't take advice
Play me, won't live for twice, send you to a poltergeist
Treat the beat like I planned a heist (Ugh)
I know b*tches just wanna be hoes (Be hoes)
Know hoes just wanna love me (Love me)
Know she wanna get cuddly
Sipping bubbly with an OG smokin' OG (OG)
I know b*tches just wanna be hoes
Know hoes just wanna love me (That's she wanna do)
Know she wanna get cuddly (That's what she came to do)
Sipping bubbly with an OG smokin' OG (Yeah)
[Pre-Hook: Isaiah Rashad]
Sweet line I used to walk, we used to want
Just wanna be like one of them
But now, I don't, I ran away
I ran away, I ran away (Yeah...)

[Hook: Isaiah Rashad & Hugh Augustine]
I know that b*tches gon' be with it, but I love them hoes (Yeah)
Just call before you come, just call before you go (Yeah)
b*tches gon' be b*tches, but I love them hoes
Just call it before you come, just call before you ...
I know b*tches gon' be b*tches, but I love them hoes
Just call before you ... (Yeah, wow), just call before you come
I know b*tches gon' be b*tches, but I love them hoes
Just call before you ..., just call before you come, b*tch!
I be on my, I be on my

[Verse 3: Jay Rock]
I peep, I know, I know why
Hoes ain't f*ck with your boy
Now, they wanna say "Hi" when I go by
Game sicker than ebola
b*tch, know when to roll up when I load my four-five
Sheesh, fine lines I cross
Between pimp sh*t and trying to enjoy this life
Yeah, b*tch, I enjoy this life
You get whatever you wish long as your coin is right, right?
Wake up to the real tamale
So ill, might kill somebody just for GP
Be me with a white b*tch
Waiting 'round the corner in a Mustang GT
I ain't talking bout much
Nothing but f*cking and counting a few bucks
I'm all that sh*t you talk
My crystal ball show your future when I cruise up
Now, listen: All I want is gravy for my steak, b*tch
I'm gon' grind for this weight
That mean I gots no time to wait, b*tch
'Fore you fry my chicken, scrape that resin off that plate, b*tch
No cut, no chase, I'ma do my place, so cut that fake sh*t
That's fake sh*t, biiiiitch
[Pre-Hook: Isaiah Rashad]
Sweet line I used to walk, we used to want
Just wanna be like one of them
But now, I don't, I ran away
I ran away, I ran away (Yeah...)

[Hook: Isaiah Rashad & Hugh Augustine]
I know that b*tches gon' be b*tches, but I love them hoes (Yeah)
Just call before you come, just call before you go (Yeah)
b*tches gon' be b*tches, but I love them hoes (Yeah)
Just call before you come, just call before you ...
I know b*tches gon' be b*tches, but I love them hoes
Just call before you ... (Yeah, wow), just call before you come
I know b*tches gon' be b*tches, but I love them hoes
Just call before you ..., just call before you come, b*tch!
I be on my, I be on my
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