Dp Beats - T'd lyrics

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Dp Beats - T'd lyrics

[Hook] I got shows I got verses, I got numbers I got b**hes, I got n***as, they be on it I got money, I got guns, I got ganja I got drink, I got commas, I got karma I got volcanoes, don't got Benihanas I got cars, I got cribs, I be fleein' Don't give a f** about him, I do me Don't give a f** about them, I be T'd [Verse 1] I be T'd from my fee, to my jeans, to my wrist From the bling on my rep to the bling in my ear And the bling on my neck, try'na take it got a Tec Got a Mac, go *burrrat*, leave you wet, stankin' a** I don't sell PTs, b**h, I sell shine f** with me and you'll be gloin' all the time Too much ice in my watch, I can't tell the time I tried to tell the time and that sh** made me blind I got a 40, got a 4-5., got a 9 I hop out with the 9., I'mma rock star divin' You better takin' swimmin' cla**es or you'll be dyin' After I take you out that flour, you'll be fryin' [Hook] I got shoes, I got verses, I got numbers I got b**hes, I got n***as, they be on it I got money, I got guns, I got ganja I got drink, I got commas, I got karma I got volcanoes, don't got Benihanas I got cars, I got cribs, I be fleein' Don't give a f** about him, I do me Don't give a f** about them, I be T'd [Verse 2] I be T'D, I be T'D, countin' G's smokin' B's with my Bs' Out in Cali f**in' with the C's and the B's Chiraq a** n***as sting like a bumblebee Soon as I pull off, police start followin' me Soon as I hopped out the car, your b**h start talkin' to me You ain't tryna give me top?, b**h, don't talk to me I be hoppin' in my car, she be tryna walk with me I count the money with no finger tips, lift me up, bang this sh** Google this sh**, Yahoo the sh** Tell me what you think, read that sh** You steady talkin' cash money, me I don't believe this sh** I be walkin' 'round with money, you know I T'd with it [Hook] I got shoes, I got verses, I got numbers I got b**hes, I got n***as, they be on it I got money, I got guns, I got ganja I got drink, I got commas, I got karma I got Wokcanos, don't got Benihanas I got cars, I got cribs, I be fleein' Don't give a f** about him, I do me Don't give a f** about them, I be T'd