DJ Mustard - Tool lyrics

[TeeCee4800:] Aye, big face bankies and a hammy That p**y fertile, I need a jimmy I'm in the motherf**' coupé, goin' crazy It's just me and my KB Yanked out to the motherf**in' foolish n***as tell me I'm bogus, what you talkin' 'bout willis? Blue chucks, shelltoes Earrings below zero Icey Fresh is my second home Want a n***a to try me, so we can get it on C-walk on your face, n***a While I'm listening to Mase, n***a Ten toes, two feet Blame it on the streets MTM, what you talkin' about, youg tottie? Good luck, n***a, don't make me choke him out [TeeCee4800:] I just hit that b**h and move I just give that b**h the clues Runnig around city with the tool If you trippin' I let that loose Know it sound like a motherf**' deuce Probably cause I'm off a dose Popped that zanny in the tool I swear this the best damn juice [Jay 305:] Hold up, hold up b**h, what you talkin' 'bout? You better get your baby daddy, 'fore I stomp him out Ain't no pa**es for ye, so f**ing chuck him out I might [?] tryna get some takeouts With a b**h I'm fresh out Touched down from West Side, I gotta f** 'em Listening to Messy Marv gotta[?] f** 'em f**in' rats on Snapchat, I gotta[?] f** 'em Yeah, it's me, hoes, Jay-3-0-cinco AKA never seen with a weak hoe Getting robbed at Roscoes on Pico Rappers rap game like a motherf**in' free throw b**h I'm thuggin' I'm talking 'bout f**in' Dirty South Central n***a, f** your hoods Lil G, man, trippin, got the burner in the function I ain't gon' spill my Henny, baby, even if they bustin' This nuts [TeeCee4800:] I just hit that b**h and move I just give that b**h the clues Runnig around city with the tool If you trippin' I let that loose Know it sound like a motherf**' deuce Probably cause I'm off a dose Popped that zanny in the tool I swear this the best damn juice [TeeCee4800:] Cashed out for the lo'-lo' Put a couple of my homies on the payroll n***a, what they here for Break a dice game up, put a ten to four Aye, and then I smash on the gas On to f** a n***a's b**h Then I have her set a trap on him Yeah, I teach her how to pa** on him Bad lil b**h, but I never spend no cash on her I just give a b**h a pose Tell her work it out like shoes Yeah, you know that's how we do Yeah, it's me and [?] MTM, n***a, we don't give a f** about your crew Free my n***a, D-Low I'm in New York in my pea coat Young Tally, n***a, I'ma go to the Grammys in my khakis, n***a [TeeCee4800:] I just hit that b**h and move I just give that b**h the clues Runnig around city with the tool If you trippin' I let that loose Know it sound like a motherf**' deuce Probably cause I'm off a dose Popped that zanny in the tool I swear this the best damn juice