Luh Tyler - Okay Bet, Pt. 2 lyrics

(You aren't even a cold breeze for
My man, Taz) yeah, nigga, ayy
Ayy, I'm finna walk this bitch, nigga
Yeah, gang

They like, "Tyler, get back on
Your snap shit, " okay, bet
(Okay, bet, nigga)
Got like twenty in my fuckin' pants
(yeah) sixty on my neck (On my neck, nigga)

How the fuck you rappin' 'bout them bands?
(yeah) Ain't never seen a check
(Ain't seen no check, nigga)
Bitch want me to be her man
(yeah) but I just pass her to
The next (Straight to the next)

Boy, we richer than a bitch
Why the fuck would I be stressed?
(Would I be stressed?) I just woke up


Made some fuckin' bands before
Your ass got dressed
(You ain't even dressed)

Bitch, I hop on any beat
(Nigga) and fuck it up, and make a mess (Uh
Uh) you think Mike Tyson in my
Blunt, you take a puff, it hit your chest
(Boom, baow, nigga)

Nigga, I'm the realest in this shit
(yeah) you cannot get more realer
(Can't get no realer)
All these diamonds on my fuckin' chain
It might just cause a blizzard (Brrr)

Got this lil' bitch fucked up 'bout the
Kid and ain't even hit her
(Ain't even hit her)
And all these bitches tryna have my
Baby like my name was Skilla

Ski, ha
I took my baby on a ski trip, Luh Tyler
(Luh Tyler)
Got people thinkin' I'm a dragon
What I say fire (Ha)

Tell all my hoes that I love 'em
But, I'm a liar (I'm a liar)
Goin' through my city
Stabbin' shit like I'm Michael Myers (Ayy)

Niggas say they gon' kill me, okay, bet
(Okay, bet)
I been tryna put a M in my jeans
These ain't Mek (These ain't Mek)

I been knockin' down the cold hoes
Knockin' off the threats (Bop)
Niggas notice me when I be on the Delta
So I jump on jets (Ha)

Nigga, please don't call my phone
It ain't 'bout cheese, don't wanna talk
(Don't wanna talk, nigga) swear to God
You cannot name a fuckin' beat I did not walk
(I did not walk)

If my nigga see they tryna get it on
He knock 'em off (He knock 'em off, nigga)
Yeah, my nigga treat 'em some like Randy
Get 'em mossed

I don't take no fuckin' orders, nigga
(What? yeah)
I don't take no fuckin' orders 'round
This bitch 'cause I'm the boss
(Bitch, I'm the boss)

Man, I think you better go and grab the map
These niggas lost (These niggas lost)
Ricks on my fuckin' feet
Just like my last name was Ross (Gang, gang)

Money and the family
It ain't nothin' that come before that
(yeah)
I done went back to my old bitch, man
It's a throwback (It's a throwback, yeah)

You niggas let your brothers hold some
Them niggas so flat (Them niggas so flat)
Nigga, we be standin' on the business
Like it was a doormat (That shit a doormat)

Nigga, we was broke
(yeah) but now we ran it up, so we
Can't go back (We can't go back, nigga)
My brodie walked in with a dirty cup
Like where the soap at? (Uh, uh)

And that boy be ready to crack a
Nigga head to where the yolk at
And all this shit I'm sayin'
Comin' off the head, i never wrote that
(Ski)

Niggas tryna steal my flow
Give me my flow back (Give me my flow back)
I been chillin', I'ma still kill 'em
They don't know that (They don't know that)

I be actin' like I'm innocent
But, I be on that (I be on that)
Baby keep on tryna throw that pussy
At me, I don't want that, huh

These niggas barkin' on the 'net
Pockets so flat (Pockets so flat)
Never see 'em with no money like
Those boys don't want racks
(They don't want racks)

I been tryna chill on the hit's
Don't make me go back (Chill, chill)
Like a bad barber
I'll push a lil' nigga 'fro back (Ha)

They like, "Tyler, get back on
Your snap shit, " okay, bet
(Okay, bet, nigga)
Got like twenty in my fuckin' pants
(yeah) sixty on my neck (On my neck, nigga)

How the fuck you rappin' 'bout them bands?
(yeah) Ain't never seen a check
(Ain't seen no check, nigga)
Bitch want me to be her man
(yeah) but I just pass her to
The next (Straight to the next)

Boy, we richer than a bitch
Why the fuck would I be stressed?
(Would I be stressed?) I just woke up
Made some fuckin' bands before
Your ass got dressed
(You ain't even dressed)

Bitch, I hop on any beat
(Nigga) and fuck it up, and make a mess (Uh
Uh) you think Mike Tyson in my
Blunt, you take a puff, it hit your chest
(Boom, baow, nigga, yeah)

Ski