TyFontaine - Off the Lot lyrics

[TyFontaine - Off the Lot lyrics]

Ooh oh, ooh oh

I flip that bitch like a vegetable
My pants, they sag like a testicle
Bands in the back, I got revenue
Where is the vibes? Come
And send 'em through
I am so frozen, I tried to move
Over my head sipping junkie juice
I'm in that bitch, they ask, "Who is you?"
'Cause I'm popping out with that newy-new
(Hey)

Really be going, we really be rolling
That Benz, take it off of the lot
I'm staying cautious, just watching my back
'Cause I cannot give 'em the drop
(Hold on, wait)
These bitches is really some birds
I had to lead 'em to the flock
Making my moves, over your time
Don't give a fuck 'bout your clock

Don't do no faking, you know who it is
Not even Ty, it's Michi in this bitch
I got the Faygo and dropped in the woo, woo
Body like jello, I swear I'm in bliss
Oatmeal bitch, need her oatmeal thick
Her vibrating shaking that ass
Already sick from that fit on my shit
I didn't even need a mask (Yessir)
These niggas minor, they lesser
Up in the school, I got best dresser
I'ma drip like this regardless the weather
How I'm so flee but fly like a feather?
Ricky the coat, Seventh Heaven jacket
I got C on my feet without a racket
In the eighth grade, they would call me a fag
Said my jeans was too tight
But for real they was lavish

I flip that bitch like a vegetable
My pants, they sag like a testicle
Bands in the back, I got revenue
Where is the vibes? Come
And send 'em through
I am so frozen, I tried to move
Over my head sipping junkie juice
I'm in that bitch, they ask, "Who is you?"
'Cause I'm popping out with that newy-new
(Hey)

Really be going, we really be rolling
That Benz, take it off of the lot
I'm staying cautious, just watching my back
'Cause I cannot give 'em the drop
(Hold on, wait)
These bitches is really some birds
I had to lead 'em to the flock
Making my moves, over your time
Don't give a fuck 'bout your clock

I'm staying cautious
Young CEO on his boss shit
Every decision I make could be costly
Slip on a move
You don't know what could cost me
So I'm popping out flossy
Don't care what it cost me
You only live once
You can't die with this money
So I put in that work and
You can't take it from me
And when I look back at my legacy
And the things I have done
I realize it's nothing
I flipped that bitch and
Turned nothing to something
Then blew that shit
It turned back into nothing
Wasn't there for long 'cause
I can't stop hustling
Got the front on, shout out my cousin
So I realized that I only got me
You should realize that you only got you
Have to do me, the people plea
Tell me why I should give a fuck about you

I flip that bitch like a vegetable
My pants, they sag like a testicle
Bands in the back, I got revenue
Where is the vibes? Come
And send 'em through
I am so frozen, I tried to move
Over my head sipping junkie juice
I'm in that bitch, they ask, "Who is you?"
'Cause I'm popping out with that newy-new
(Hey)

Really be going, we really be rolling
That Benz, take it off of the lot
I'm staying cautious, just watching my back
'Cause I cannot give 'em the drop
(Hold on, wait)
These bitches is really some birds
I had to lead 'em to the flock
Making my moves, over your time
Don't give a fuck 'bout your clock

Ha ha haha

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