tino szn - mtv lyrics
[hook]
i just went and hit for two bands
hold up, i walked in, im feeling like the man
b+tch i got the coupe outside, you can’t stand
lil n+gga gettin big racks, got the haters mad they can’t
i just rock amiri jeans, yeah
lotta n+ggas envy me, yeah
imma be the mvp, yeah
crib like mtv, yeah
[verse]
crib like m+t, uh v
rock that fendi, uh me
pullin up deep like, we
b+tch say she gone suck on me
count h+lla racks, they stuck on me
kinda like how ya b+tch all on me
i was on lean, so i can’t see
opps too scared, play hide n’ seek
say ya man fye, but how bout me?
lame ass n+ggas gone lie bout me
f+ck ya lil b+tch, go cry bout me
that’s why she so shy bout me
bad lil b+tch came from the six, she say “tino make some hits.”
give my opps a halo b+tch, i put wock in my faygo b+tch
i don’t wanna date no b+tch, she want the fendi, i say no b+tch
all in my dm, like get yo b+tch, i’m worried bout the patek on my wrist lil b+tch
ooh ooh, b+tch im up 5
ooh ooh, my b+tch a dime
ooh ooh, vlone im buyin
ooh ooh, and she all mine
f+ck that lil b+tch, she belong to the streets, i ain’t got no sympathy for no hoe
broke ass n+ggas won’t pay for the feat, issa dog+eat+dog world, n+gga let’s go
[hook]
i just went and hit for two bands
hold up, i walked in, im feeling like the man
b+tch i got the coupe outside, you can’t stand
lil n+gga gettin big racks, got the haters mad they can’t
[verse]
i just hopped on a p+j, flew her out the land
amiri jeans hoe, that’s right up on my pants
freaky model b+tches on that molly
you ain’t caught no body
ride me, kawasaki
need that b+tch, like sucky, sucky
she say “tino bust me” told that b+tch “you lucky”
just kidding, b+tch don’t touch me
guap got a b+tch wanna love me
choppa got kickback, b+tch better get back, fore’ you put ya man on a sh+tbag
look at my neck, cost a quarter brick, look at my drip and my clothes, they imported it
right off the head, swear to god, i recorded it
b+tch i got hits (x6)
hold, up im on some brand new sh+t
prolly want a brand new b+tch
look at my haters, they mad cause we rich
imma go out, ima shop with ya b+tch
[adlibs]
[hook]
i just went and hit for two bands
hold up, i walked in, im feeling like the man
b+tch i got the coupe outside, you can’t stand
lil n+gga gettin big racks, got the haters mad they can’t
i just rock amiri jeans, yeah
lotta n+ggas envy me, yeah
imma be the mvp, yeah
crib like mtv, yeah
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