Th2dh (Remix)

[Intro]

I wanna put on my, my, my, my, my—

[Chorus: Luh Tyler]

Yeah, in the booth, gettin' high (Yuh)

Yeah, goin' up, so I gotta hold it down (Hold it down)

Yeah, all the bad bitches are outside (Are outside)

Yeah, freak bitches, finna take her to the house (To the house)

Swear i been a real nigga all my life (All my life)

Smoke fire blunt, that's a high-five (Ah, damn)

You ain't tryna run It up, boy, you fried (You fried)

Ain't shit but that money on my mind (Okay)

[Verse 1: Luh Tyler]

Every single day, i be on the grind (On the grind)

All that shit fake, nigga Just rhyming (Rhyming)

Nigga, take the cap off, quit lying (Lying)

Nigga, i just wanna shine like my diamonds (Ah, ah)

On the way to the top, I been climbing (Yuh)

I been smoking za, gеttin' higher than the Pilot

Stackin' all this guap, nigga, now my money pilling

Finally, all this hard work donе paid off

How the fuck I woke to check on my day off? (Uh-juh)

Brodie been swingin' them sticks, he don't play golf (Ah)

Got a hood bitch, she'll spray you with some mace, dog

Until you come up, all you gotta do is stay down

In the party, brodie got It tucked, he don't play 'round (Paw)

All i gotta do is spit a bar to get paid now (Yuh)

And they know my bro'll lit a spark if it came down to It

Bitch at the spot, ass up and her face down

(Ugh)

[Chorus: Luh Tyler]

Yeah, in the booth, gettin' high (Gettin' high)

Yeah, goin' up, so I gotta hold it down (Hold it down)

Yeah, all the bad bitches are outside (Yuh)

Yeah, freak bitches, finna take her to the house (To the house)

Swear i been a real nigga all my life (All my life)

Smoke fire blunt, that's a high-five (Ah, damn)

You ain't tryna run It up, boy, you fried (You fried)

Ain't shit but that money on my mind (Okay)

[Verse 2: Bb Trickz]

Cuando sola y en mi bola con el combo entero

Will smack a bitch up, no me tires del pelo

Yo soy la ma' mala, tu solo eres la más cuero

Si habla mierda en priva'o, no sé cual es el miedo (Miedo)

Va que tiene muchos hits, en la calle muchos hits

Beny hit, Cofi hit, Steve hit, Omar hit, Chulo hit, Seco hit

Vaya pussy más exclusive (Yeaa, left, right)

Y eso que no he nombra'o a los chavales random que le gustan mas

Can never be me, Bb no como cualquiera

(Righ, left, right, left, right)

Me gusta con pistola, con jevo y una manguera

Mi novio hace papel, tu novio fuma papela (Uh)

Y si me gusta te lo quito (Haha), me la pela

A ese dick yo le dejo una reseña, bien se saben mis amigas que tu novio no te pela

Me hecho la francesa corta pa' poder entrarte a torta' (Uh)

Los tiguere' te tienen miedo y por eso te dan con gorra

[Chorus: Luh Tyler]

Yeah, in the booth, gettin' high (Gettin' high)

Yeah, goin' up, so I gotta hold it down (Hold it down)

Yeah, all the bad bitches are outside (Are outside)

Yeah, freak bitches, finna take her to the house (To the house)

Swear i been a real nigga all my life (All my life)

Smoke fire blunt, that's a high-five (Ah, damn)

You ain't tryna run It up, boy, you fried (You fried)

Ain't shit but that money on my mind (Okay)

[Outro: Luh Tyler]

Know what I'm sayin'?

Yeah

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