TILLY ADLIBS

Top of the mornin', I'm smokin' on pressure Top of the mornin', I'm smokin' on pressure I just brought a lil' bitch and that bitch from my hood, yeah I might leave that lil' bitch and just go find a better, yeah Top of the mornin', I'm smokin' on pressure Pullin' up straight in the SUV, big body Benz How I leave in a stretcher? My little bitch just pulled up with some more Adderall pills Bitch, I need me some extras, ayy Feel like a motherfuckin' God in this bitch I'm so gutter, my bitch from the ghetto I try to be mindin' my business I know that's your ho, but I still get her wetter, huh I'll be wrong if I just tell your ho that I'm done And I move for the better I just buy her some clothes and she hold my Beretta This shit is all facts, it's concrete if I said it My bitch from the 'burb, but she hold my Beretta And she juggin' you niggas, for real, when I let her I just keep that motherfucker straight in my pockets I pull this bitch out, it look like a rocket My bitch look like Sandra, no Bullock, I'm poppin' Why he talkin' shit? Yeah, that boy need to stop it My whip is matte black I move round with some mobsters, yeah Wide as fuck, nowhere to park it This Lamborghini, I'm late for the meetin' My ting finna leave, so I'm high and I'm speedin' now I'm pullin' up, YSL right on my beanie, yeah Eatin' five star fettuccine, linguine I'm pullin' up two-hundred racks for the evenin' And I only spend five when I walk 'round in Neiman's I told that bitch, "Shut the fuck up, eat my semen" Don't know what I said when I'm drunk, I ain't mean it No, I ain't mean it I just be trippin' on Adderall, put your lil' bitch in bikini I left her fiendin', I left her fiendin' High as a fuck, I'm so high, nice to meet me I'm smokin' on gas, and just ash in the Urus We rent SUVs, we don't rent Lamborghinis When I'm pullin' out five, I don't flex, I just spend it Look what the kid gotta do for his image That shit be real, that's like nothin' to me If I throw that shit up I'll be fine, I'll be splendid Top of the mornin', I'm smokin' on pressure Pullin' up straight in the SUV, big body Benz How I leave in a stretcher? My little bitch just pulled up with some more Adderall pills Bitch, I need me some extras I don't know, bitch, it's like four AM I'm from the gutter, my bitch from the ghetto I try to be mindin' my business I know that's your ho, but I still get her wetter, huh I'll be wrong if I just tell your ho that I'm done And I move for the better I just buy her some clothes and she hold my Beretta This shit is all facts, it's concrete if I said it My bitch from the 'burb, but she hold my Beretta And she juggin' you niggas, for real, when I let her Woo (Uh-uh) Woo (Uh-uh) Yeah Bruh, that's my favorite one No, keep—, keep—, keep all of that shit