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Tyler Ashthony Corbin
Tyler Ashthony Corbin
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MadebyRetro
MadebyRetro
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All I ever wanted was to get up out my mama house Fuck around and then go cop my moms a house Sleeping in the den Had to go my sis was bugging out Got up off my ass I had to thug it out And my sneakers had some holes Goddamn my toes are busting out Catch me at footlocker helping mothers out I could never sell my soul Hell nah I don't know nothing about Finished with them games and took the other route Some people call me T Swiggs also Tyler C Biggs It's that new guy in the class right by that Japanese kid Thought he'd never be shit, now just look who he is He got that bread and the baddest bitch you got to see this Ain't no rap cap cap cap but he got on three lids This nigga slimey than a bitch I might just call him sea squid Post it on the gram and make a bitch retweet it I bust a nut she suck me up it's like this bitch was teething No bitch I can't fuck with you because your pussy is bleeding I know some Eg West crips they're probably catching feelings I don't beg friend kid I'm cold like winter season I put that time in for my money because a nigga need it TY so fly you can call him G6 Oh me oh my just finished the thesis Never needed help because I knew I'd be rich Big niggas different weight class these niggas need gyms All I ever wanted was to get up out my mama house Fuck around and then go cop my moms a house Sleeping in the den Had to go my sis was bugging out Got up off my ass I had to thug it out And my sneakers had some holes Goddamn my toes are busting out Catch me at footlocker helping mothers out I could never sell my soul Hell nah I don't know nothing about Finished with them games and took the other route Started with nothing but vans but I had a plan I wasn't no dummy And I couldn't sit in the stands I wasn't no fan so I started running Straight to the cash hundreds they thumbing Digital dash I needed money And I was in back of the class with foot on the gas just learning the subject But then I found the substance Now I keep the beat jumping Started with nothing Then I turned it to something T Swiggs in this bitch Grinding to the month end Never asked for shit Hence the reason I'm stunting Homeruns no bunting Pull up to the function We got bad bitches and swag niggas and big speakers it's bumping Henny and weed as much as you need pull up my nigga it's nothing Hated on me now could you believe I am the nigga they're sucking Remember the days I was plumbing The heaviest pipe I was logging In the mids of the night I was thuging No friends just my cousin Now this stick in my hands like I'm drumming All I ever wanted was to get up out my mama house Fuck around and then go cop my moms a house Sleeping in the den Had to go my sis was bugging out Got up off my ass I had to thug it out And my sneakers had some holes Goddamn my toes are busting out Catch me at footlocker helping mothers out I could never sell my soul Hell nah I don't know nothing about Finished with them games and took the other route
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