Tay B - Laughter lyrics
[Tay B - Laughter lyrics]
These lil' niggas make me
Laugh because they funny
You ain’t seen five bands
And this today money
These niggas ain't got "Tay" money
They ain't even got my bae money
They ain’t got a buzz so they
Want some clout up out me
Any bitch you ever wanted
Want her mouth around me
And I don't do my bitches wrong
But I dogged yo bitch
But that's because mine bad and
Yours ain't really shit
And I don't gotta write nomo the
Beats be speaking to me
Bitch do not play with me
Knowing you a rookie
I get to going on these songs
And feel like a bully
This AP say automatic but I keep a fully
I won't look at niggas
Like a author the judge be tryna
Throw the book at niggas
My pops came home to seven
Figures like that cookin' nigga
My last name should be "Ball"
Like that hooper nigga
And we play with gold birds
You still getting whoopin's
He thought his bitch was kidnapped but
Naw I just took her
Nigga you can’t beef with me
You still got a curfew
I came up off white I feel like im Virgil
Huh, aye these all facts lil nigga huh
Just pulled out yo bitch tracks lil nigga
I ain’t gotta beat yo ass
Ill smack lil niggas
Put a nigga straight to sleep fuck
A nap lil nigga huh
Yea, walk inside my crib
It feel like a maze huh
Yo bitch saw me and she was amazed
Nigga you ain't really eating
You ain’t seen no meals
Boy you ain't getting money
You ain't seen no mil'
I swear I need the Phantom
Hopping out Off - White flannel
New Range Rover with the steps
Ain’t got door handles
You ain't getting chips bitch you poor
How do you handle? You a get hit with this
50 like I knew admiral
Yea, ball in heaven to my nigga Jalen
When you died I swear to god
So many niggas played you
We just gone let em kill they self
That's just what it came to
When you was here you was doing
The shit they still can't do
I swear to god
Fuck the judge and the jury nigga
Bitch I been balling like that jewelry nigga
Yea, "1942" got me with blurry vision
Do not testify
Cause we gone kill the jury witness
How the fuck the feds catch you
And you get a bail?
That mean you wasn't really
Getting money then
Or on the other hand that mean you bouto tell
Or you prolly told, shit nobody knows damn
These lil' niggas make me laugh man
All facts lil nigga huh get yo shit together
Laugh because they funny
You ain’t seen five bands
And this today money
These niggas ain't got "Tay" money
They ain't even got my bae money
They ain’t got a buzz so they
Want some clout up out me
Any bitch you ever wanted
Want her mouth around me
And I don't do my bitches wrong
But I dogged yo bitch
But that's because mine bad and
Yours ain't really shit
And I don't gotta write nomo the
Beats be speaking to me
Bitch do not play with me
Knowing you a rookie
I get to going on these songs
And feel like a bully
This AP say automatic but I keep a fully
I won't look at niggas
Like a author the judge be tryna
Throw the book at niggas
My pops came home to seven
Figures like that cookin' nigga
My last name should be "Ball"
Like that hooper nigga
And we play with gold birds
You still getting whoopin's
He thought his bitch was kidnapped but
Naw I just took her
Nigga you can’t beef with me
You still got a curfew
I came up off white I feel like im Virgil
Huh, aye these all facts lil nigga huh
Just pulled out yo bitch tracks lil nigga
I ain’t gotta beat yo ass
Ill smack lil niggas
Put a nigga straight to sleep fuck
A nap lil nigga huh
Yea, walk inside my crib
It feel like a maze huh
Yo bitch saw me and she was amazed
Nigga you ain't really eating
You ain’t seen no meals
Boy you ain't getting money
You ain't seen no mil'
I swear I need the Phantom
Hopping out Off - White flannel
New Range Rover with the steps
Ain’t got door handles
You ain't getting chips bitch you poor
How do you handle? You a get hit with this
50 like I knew admiral
Yea, ball in heaven to my nigga Jalen
When you died I swear to god
So many niggas played you
We just gone let em kill they self
That's just what it came to
When you was here you was doing
The shit they still can't do
I swear to god
Fuck the judge and the jury nigga
Bitch I been balling like that jewelry nigga
Yea, "1942" got me with blurry vision
Do not testify
Cause we gone kill the jury witness
How the fuck the feds catch you
And you get a bail?
That mean you wasn't really
Getting money then
Or on the other hand that mean you bouto tell
Or you prolly told, shit nobody knows damn
These lil' niggas make me laugh man
All facts lil nigga huh get yo shit together