Luh Tyler

(Moneybagmont, you makin' hits)

I got rich of flockin', I got priors

If you sayin' I ain't gettin' money, you a liar

Pull up on him, mask on, Michael Myers

Diamonds froze, goin' skiin', Luh Tyler

I'm the truth, bitch, but here's a lil' reminder

In the booth all gas with one-liners

With your bitch gettin' some head if you tryna find her

In the county, I was givin' out shiners

Pull up, get shit crackin', no denominators

And'll backdoor you in that water, then you gotta swim

Yeah, I gotta get this money on my mama 'nem

Ain't no hollow shit up on me, this a solid kit

Can tell me why she all up on me? That is not your bitch

Drop dick on a bitch 'til she call it quits

Like what the suck you seen? I ain't never playin' (it's Lefty Gunplay, yeah)

Mama told me get that bag, I'm finna get it in

My cousin died off them pills, I can't get high today

And I feel like NBA, I ain't goin' outside today

Whenever I'm in the county, it's outside all day

Yeah, I got your baby mama mouth wide, mane, yeah

And these bitch rappers couldn't handle my cold lifestyle

Yeah, and I'ma hit your bitch on Instagram and tell her come right now

Dang, arches in my gang

Lyin' on my baby mama every single day

Whenever I'm with you, I'm thinkin' 'bout the gang

Swear on my mama all I wanna do is bang

Whenever I'm with you, I wanna gangbang

K Pex, told my brother, homie, you could flame

Flame on me, put the blame on me

New Mercedes like Tom Brady