Party//of//two - TYRA BANK$ lyrics

[Hook: Vanessa] They said I heard you ran into some money Told 'em “Yeah I got a check Better yet, I'm signing checks I'm just flexing ‘cause I got it like that.” Don't sweat, I'm just stunting over nothing But one day when I make something You gon' see it on my wrist [Verse 1] [Vanessa]: Credit card like fully paid Never mind my C grades I'm just balling on a thrift wave That's until I get my money straight Or maybe even after Shopaholic so I'll play it safe Tryna stay away from fifth Swerve onto the ave like a drank a fifth Then hopped in the whip, I can't even think straight This the Isla Fisher mixtape [Tarek]: All we ever did was Shake 'n Bake Got sick of eating on paper plates Chasing interest trying to raise rates Menacing like Larenz Tate Now the vision coming pronto n***a scratch that it's ándale Make a wish n***a hell no All I ever did was pave away Out here trying to get mind So haters please would you make way Party of two not party of three So n***a please get your numbers straight I know you mad but don't be mad 'Cause it ain't us it just fate [Hook: Vanessa] They said I heard you ran into some money Told 'em “Yeah I got a check Better yet, I'm signing checks I'm just flexing ‘cause I got it like that.” Don't sweat, I'm just stunting over nothing But one day when I make something You gon' see it on my wrist [Verse 2]: [Tarek]: This her ain't no hype track We don't spit opinions n***a just facts Making culture boy cuz we so black Giving old white folks a heart attack Mixing biltong with grits shrimp n***a take look we all over the map We see the future and we want racks We don't never sleep, we just take naps [Vanessa]: But this year I have plans to make a k**ing 'Stead of chilling like the villains where my grandparents be living And I know that grand ol' Britain did its part— colonialism But what's in a name cause Bob's robbing his people of a vision Like Black Chyna did to Rob, he's cleaning out more than kitchen Dont scam my fam less you Joanne ‘cause then you have permission People stunting just like despots spending money they don't have Fake Louis, fake Fendi— like Soulja — fake bands [Hook: Vanessa] They said I heard you ran into some money Told 'em “Yeah I got a check Better yet, I'm signing checks I'm just flexing ‘cause I got it like that.” Don't sweat, I'm just stunting over nothing But one day when I make something You gon' see it on my wrist