Find Out

[Intro: Ty Dolla $ign] (damn james!) [?] of this cash, sip of this mud Yeah [Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign] Fuck around and find out Fuck around and find out Fuck around and find out Fuck around and find out Fuck around and find out Fuck around and find out Fuck around and find out Fuck around and find out, yeah-yeah [Verse 1: Ty Dolla $ign] Come cross me, good ass bitch You a crude ass bitch, shawty slim and she thick [?] in a minute, she be taking all this dick Taking all this—, taking all this Taking all this (woo, woo) [Pre-Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign] Beat it up, beat it up Beat the brakes off it Don't do too much talking 'Fore them clothes come off, yeah You just get to throwing that ass And make a n***a nauseous Nauseous, nauseous Nah baby, that's too much cough syrup [Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign] Fuck around and find out Fuck around and find out Fuck around and find out Fuck around and find out Fuck around and find out Fuck around and find out Fuck around and find out Fuck around and find out, yeah-yeah [Verse 2: Ty Dolla $ign] You mix my drugs with some fent We pull up in that dark tint Put them drugs in her puss' Bitch, I'm bulletproof like 50 Cent Masked up like DOOM Off shrooms, I'm to the moon (haha) [Pre-Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign] Beat it up, beat it up Beat the brakes off it Don't do too much talking [?] I thought that they shot him When they get to running they mouth We gotta come back with all them All them, all them That's why I never can stall them [Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign] Fuck around and find out Fuck around and find out Fuck around and find out Fuck around and find out Fuck around and find out Fuck around and find out Fuck around and find out Fuck around and find out, yeah-yeah [Outro: Ty Dolla $ign] Oh-woah, yeah Oh-woah, yeah Oh-woah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah (damn james!)