You leave your heart for days and days

Yeah

Money ain't sh*t b**ches ain't neither

You know I'm on that grass

Don't cut on the sprinklers

P**sy on my mind

On my breath and on my fingers

Niggas try to bite my style

But my style a jalapeno

I got skinny a** jeans

Trucks on the pocket

Money talks ni**a

I'm caught up in that gossip

You know all my b**ches badder

And all my swishas fatter

I milk this sh*t like cattle

That's my word like Scrabble

And yo main girl is a ho

I go Wayne's World in her throat

She swallow so many nuts you f**k around

Find a squirrel in her throat

I go tape worm in that ho

Let my snake squirm in that ho

Ni**a we take turns in that ho

These niggas so green they glow

I am the best thing since wet p**sy

On my private jet with my chef cookin'

So big headed my neck crooked

My niggas foul when the ref's lookin'

My big bro is Mack Maine

So much w**d I got grass stains

These nuts that's baggage claim

I'm on them trees like Candy Canes

Lil Tunechi

Tunechi I might book me for a show

Charge my a** the low

And pick up the whole dough

That's hustlenomics

I was high in my class pictures

I like math all I did was add b**ches

Swagger galore got your girl on all fours

It's not doggystyle I call it froggystyle

You dog her out I tell her hop in

2 Chainz my first chain had a twin

Gas in my blunt watching ESPN

And if that p**sy good

I wanna see her again

Yeah I'm from College Park

And I got ya broad with me

Salt water pool

I can put a shark in it

Everything authentic

Plus I named my pistols

Last name F**k

First name I Don't Give A

Pockets look pregnant

They 'bout to deliver

So when I start pimpin'

You know the procedure

You leave your heart for days and days (all right)

All my niggas gangstas

All my b**ches freaks

I tickle her p**sy

Got that p**sy tickle pink

I'm the heart of the streets

And I just skipped a beat

And if that p**sy sweet

I want that candy trick or treat

I got diamonds in my teeth

So all my words are precious

I'm so f**kin' hot I sssssss

I'ma need some more S's

Man I'm on some other sh*t

I want another b**ch

That want another b**ch

And I don't cuddle b**ch

I hit her with that shovel dick

I got in that p**sy and dug a ditch

Some people gotta punch the clock

Man I rather punch a brick

Cause I'm that ni**a

And I'm so cold I just shivered

These niggas think they hard

These niggas just nipples

I pop a ni**a like a sicle

Drop a ni**a like a missile

Mo' money mo' issues

I'll size you up and fit you

Tunechi

You leave your heart for days and days