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tink - what u drivin lyrics

[intro: tink]
flexin’ on these n-ggas, man i see you dawg
flexin’ on these n-ggas, man i see you dawg
had to l1ck him up and down
just like a card off
aah, tink g
let’s go

[chorus: tink]
i like n-ggas in tru
i like n-ggas in timbs
he ain’t getting no money
then i ain’t speaking to him
he got black in his heart
you can’t do what he does
let me see what u drivin’
let me see what u drivin’
(repeat)

[verse 1: tink]
yo flexin’ on these n-ggas
man i see you dawg
had to l1ck him up and down
just like a card off
no pelle, pelle
that n-gga rockin’ burberry
f-ck n-ggas ain’t rockin’ with em’
they whinin’ like mary mary
them b-tches since yesterday
you sweeter than f-nny may
i’m blowing, you n-ggas soft
they p-ssies, lets give em shame
i’m moving into a cave
i’m beastin’ on every track
it ain’t nothing
b-tch i’m pop
my pockets ain’t ever flat (haah)
speeding cause i can, i’m a rapper now
you hoes a mess
i’ll rip you up just like a paper towel
just like a problem child
all my b-tches bad tho
probably why these n-ggas thirsty, ya’ll been on that shower flow
peeping on his money sh-t
heard you had a foreign whip
all our paper go to waste
getting’ thick up in the hips
big deal, walk around like i own the place
own place with his own car
buy his own sh-t, it ain’t nothin’ fake

[chorus: tink]
(repeat twice)

[verse 2: edai]
i like to ride my b-tch
i tell her ride my d-ck
she got the best head, hands down
506
i like to break down bricks
i tell her lay down stiff
give her dough, she be traffickin’
she take round trips, yeah
she a stomp a ho, that a- town sh-t
she swagged, and them other hoes they ain’t no sh-t
but if she act up, i’ma have to switch like chef
or she could blow my brains
do you get my drift? yet
i think she like cause the rims on my car
i say i’m feelin’ you ma, but we ain’t gettin’ that far
it’s like i’m workin’ fast, exercise and getting’ that body
and i’m a young dread head, hair lookin’ like marley
yeah, she say she like a n-gga
in that tru religion
and believe a n-gga, like a superst-tion
she cook, clean, f-ck, and she do the dishes
she’ll play that role, like some movie b-tches

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