Famous Dex, Blatz - Lil Tay lyrics
Famous Dex [Dexter Tiewon Gore Jr.] Chicago, Illinois.U.S.
[Famous Dex, Blatz - Lil Tay lyrics]
A message to all y'all broke ass
Haters y'all ain't doing nothing
Like Lil Tay i'm only 9 years old i don't
Got no license but I still
Drive this sports car bitch
Your favorite rapper ain't even doing
It like Lil Tay
Flex up like Lil Tay
If that nigga talking down he gon'
Get hit out with that K flex up like Lil Tay
Down my arm, a nigga laughing to the bank
Flex up like Lil Tay
If that nigga talking down gon'
Hit him from long range
Send them shooters to his house and
Now that boy be MIA
Why they hating on the boy?
Swear it's cause I'm getting cake
Is it because I'm making
Shipping mollies state
I go gorilla, silverback, this ain't no Bape
We ain't going back to them old ways
Gold chains, gold Range, nigga gold things
Got some bitches, got some propane
They ain't know that everyone
Smoke that low grade
Your account look like around the
Studio like Frank did
I been smoking cookie blunts and
Smelling like an asshole
1, 2, 3 bags, do the math ho
I need a bust down
Flexing so hard you think I'm Lil Tay
Fuck your bitch I put her on
She I put that bitch on eBay
She wanna relay, tell her relay
That lil bitch she a hottie, tats on her body
She wanna get off the molly
She wanna give me toppy
She wanna get it for free
Nah this shit ain't free
You know this shit ain't cheap
Flex up like Lil Tay
If that nigga talking down he gon'
Get hit out with that K flex up like Lil Tay
Down my arm, a nigga laughing to the bank
Flex up like Lil Tay
If that nigga talking down gon'
Hit him from long range
Send them shooters to his house and
Now that boy be MIA
Why they hating on the boy?
Swear it's cause I'm getting cake
Haters y'all ain't doing nothing
Like Lil Tay i'm only 9 years old i don't
Got no license but I still
Drive this sports car bitch
Your favorite rapper ain't even doing
It like Lil Tay
Flex up like Lil Tay
If that nigga talking down he gon'
Get hit out with that K flex up like Lil Tay
Down my arm, a nigga laughing to the bank
Flex up like Lil Tay
If that nigga talking down gon'
Hit him from long range
Send them shooters to his house and
Now that boy be MIA
Why they hating on the boy?
Swear it's cause I'm getting cake
Is it because I'm making
Shipping mollies state
I go gorilla, silverback, this ain't no Bape
We ain't going back to them old ways
Gold chains, gold Range, nigga gold things
Got some bitches, got some propane
They ain't know that everyone
Smoke that low grade
Your account look like around the
Studio like Frank did
I been smoking cookie blunts and
Smelling like an asshole
1, 2, 3 bags, do the math ho
I need a bust down
Flexing so hard you think I'm Lil Tay
Fuck your bitch I put her on
She I put that bitch on eBay
She wanna relay, tell her relay
That lil bitch she a hottie, tats on her body
She wanna get off the molly
She wanna give me toppy
She wanna get it for free
Nah this shit ain't free
You know this shit ain't cheap
Flex up like Lil Tay
If that nigga talking down he gon'
Get hit out with that K flex up like Lil Tay
Down my arm, a nigga laughing to the bank
Flex up like Lil Tay
If that nigga talking down gon'
Hit him from long range
Send them shooters to his house and
Now that boy be MIA
Why they hating on the boy?
Swear it's cause I'm getting cake