Tip Toes

Whip the yay, let it dry by the window Gave her two strokes, now she copying my lingo My younger on the other side tryna spill a vimto Told her that I don't trap, but then she heard my ringtone Either way, these pretty girls I got them on their tip toes, tip toes My enemies, I got them on their tip toes, tip toes My favourite letter Z, 'cause I flip those, flip those Plugs don't trust me 'cause I ask where I stick those Your boyfriend, he ain't got no backbone You said you want your back blown, niggas tryna backdoor That's why I've got a mash for You don't really crash corn You rap 'bout the trap, but you ain't ever ran yours When my hood was hot, I was going OT Never saw my friends for time, I was with the dope feens I'm tryna put on for my whole team My old thing cute, but my new ting pretty like the Maldives My thick ting started going to gym and got slim My slim ting started going to gym and got thick Used to borrow, but nowadays I've got my own sticks I could do plain Jane or switch to a cold wrist I got bitches from afar, I got bitches in the Brix I got bitches from the opp block that I never even link I got drillers that are smart and ones that never ever think My straps come out to play, yours stay under the sink Whip the yay, let it dry by the window Gave her two strokes, now she copying my lingo My younger on the other side tryna spill a vimto Told her that I don't trap, but then she heard my ringtone Either way, these pretty girls, I got them on their tip toes, tip toes My enemies, I got them on their tip toes, tip toes My favourite letter Z 'cause I flip those, flip those Plugs don't trust me 'cause I ask where I stick those I made millions from rap, I don't do crypto Shit, I've been getting girls since I had the flip phone Shawty got that brain, tryna give me all the info Got me putting rocks around her neck like she a flint stone And I got 100 grand wrapped my wrist bro Pull up to your baby mums and fuck her to the kids home I been whipping 'rari's, my little brodie tryna whip o's You been acting weird 'cause your new chick got you on simp mode If she wifey, buy her a whip, we can't share one jeep (no) And I give her a couple bills to put her hair on fleek Tell her spin and I slide in, I'm tryna tear some cheeks And we're back to square one, I swear this hair ain't cheap (shit) Put her in a Maybach, we ain't getting no cab Heard she fucking with the boy, now her ex's are mad Got more money than her pops, it must be stress for her dad Played my cards, got the queen, and you ain't getting her back, bitch Whip the yay, let it dry by the window Gave her two strokes, now she copying my lingo My younger on the other side tryna spill a vimto Told her that I don't trap, but then she heard my ringtone Either way, these pretty girls I got them on their tip toes, tip toes My enemies, I got them on their tip toes, tip toes My favourite letter Z, 'cause I flip those, flip those Plugs don't trust me 'cause I ask where I stick those