Yung Kayo - tom brady lyrics
[Yung Kayo - tom brady lyrics]
Took my bitch on vacation in Thailand (Ugh)
Call her Moana, bitch, we on a island
Baby bitin' the pillow, she silent (Grrah)
I put the other Rollie on my right hand
Slide in the club with a Taliban (Bitch)
Got a bad bitch, she Afghanistan (Ugh)
In my backpack, I count up a hundred grand
Hot in the winter, I need a fan (Grrah-grrah)
She suck my dick in the Uber
Throwin' paper, I feel a looter (Bitch)
Man, these niggas be funny
They Goofy Goobers
True Religion for my tutor (Rrr)
Fuck that bitch on porn, God, she the shooter
Pussy nigga beefin' over rumors (Grrah)
Had on Comme des Garçons when I knew her
British baby from Vancouver (Phew)
(Ooh)
Let's go, let's go, let's go crazy
(Ooh, let's go cray, yeah)
Floor seats and I woke up in Haiti
(I woke up in Haiti)
Maybach four-door, ride Mercedes
(Ooh, Maybach four-door)
I count seven figures, now they hate me
(Figures, now they hate me)
We can go another five
Fingers like I'm Brady
(Like I'm Brady)
I drip, not no water, Navy
(I drip, not no water)
Goin' suicidal, I been lately
(Uh, no, no, no)
You can feel my pain, it's rainin'
Different color like a Fanta
Bitch, I got Mario Prada jeans
I'm in a Phantom
Water my neck, a bunch of savannahs
I got a deer with me just like I'm Santa
(Grrah)
Designer my sweater, I threw on a panda
(Grrah)
Alyx in the casino, I look like a gambler
(Pew)
Hit that ball out the park
I look like a National
I told that lil' bitch that
I'm from the capital
TECs in my lap, I count up a stack or two
(Rrr)
Come at my back
I'm comin' right back at you
(Grrah-grrah)
Chrome Heart the hat
You see I'ma laugh at you
I fuck from the back
I see what the ass'll do
Maison Margiela
You know it's gon' cost a few
I change the game up just
Like it's an audible
Yeah, that's my bitch
You know that's my dog-a-boo
All-black camo for all of my tennis shoes
(Rrah-rrah)
(Ooh)
Let's go, let's go, let's go crazy
(Ooh, let's go cray, yeah)
Floor seats and I woke up in Haiti
(I woke up in Haiti)
Maybach four-door, ride Mercedes
(Ooh, Maybach four-door)
I count seven figures, now they hate me
(Figures, now they hate me)
We can go another five
Fingers like I'm Brady
(Like I'm Brady)
I drip, not no water, Navy
(I drip, not no water)
Goin' suicidal, I been lately
(Uh, no, no, no)
You can feel my pain, it's rainin' (Ooh)
Call her Moana, bitch, we on a island
Baby bitin' the pillow, she silent (Grrah)
I put the other Rollie on my right hand
Slide in the club with a Taliban (Bitch)
Got a bad bitch, she Afghanistan (Ugh)
In my backpack, I count up a hundred grand
Hot in the winter, I need a fan (Grrah-grrah)
She suck my dick in the Uber
Throwin' paper, I feel a looter (Bitch)
Man, these niggas be funny
They Goofy Goobers
True Religion for my tutor (Rrr)
Fuck that bitch on porn, God, she the shooter
Pussy nigga beefin' over rumors (Grrah)
Had on Comme des Garçons when I knew her
British baby from Vancouver (Phew)
(Ooh)
Let's go, let's go, let's go crazy
(Ooh, let's go cray, yeah)
Floor seats and I woke up in Haiti
(I woke up in Haiti)
Maybach four-door, ride Mercedes
(Ooh, Maybach four-door)
I count seven figures, now they hate me
(Figures, now they hate me)
We can go another five
Fingers like I'm Brady
(Like I'm Brady)
I drip, not no water, Navy
(I drip, not no water)
Goin' suicidal, I been lately
(Uh, no, no, no)
You can feel my pain, it's rainin'
Different color like a Fanta
Bitch, I got Mario Prada jeans
I'm in a Phantom
Water my neck, a bunch of savannahs
I got a deer with me just like I'm Santa
(Grrah)
Designer my sweater, I threw on a panda
(Grrah)
Alyx in the casino, I look like a gambler
(Pew)
Hit that ball out the park
I look like a National
I told that lil' bitch that
I'm from the capital
TECs in my lap, I count up a stack or two
(Rrr)
Come at my back
I'm comin' right back at you
(Grrah-grrah)
Chrome Heart the hat
You see I'ma laugh at you
I fuck from the back
I see what the ass'll do
Maison Margiela
You know it's gon' cost a few
I change the game up just
Like it's an audible
Yeah, that's my bitch
You know that's my dog-a-boo
All-black camo for all of my tennis shoes
(Rrah-rrah)
(Ooh)
Let's go, let's go, let's go crazy
(Ooh, let's go cray, yeah)
Floor seats and I woke up in Haiti
(I woke up in Haiti)
Maybach four-door, ride Mercedes
(Ooh, Maybach four-door)
I count seven figures, now they hate me
(Figures, now they hate me)
We can go another five
Fingers like I'm Brady
(Like I'm Brady)
I drip, not no water, Navy
(I drip, not no water)
Goin' suicidal, I been lately
(Uh, no, no, no)
You can feel my pain, it's rainin' (Ooh)