cross 'em out Songtext
von Nettspend

(Ay, azure, you did your big one, man)

Tip-toe, finesse, VA shit, hol′ on
Tip-toe, finesse, VA shit, hol' on
Tip-toe, finesse, VA shit, hol′ on
Tip-toe, finesse, VA shit, hol' on

Syrup, syrup, syrup, syrup, syrup, syrup, syrup (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Hot rod, hot rod, wanna get in?
Hot thot, hot thot, do you fit in?
Forgiatos, Forgiatos, spinnin', spinnin′ (yeah)

Doors out sittin′ pretty, wait, you my best, lil' bae, wait
And, yeah, I′m not pacifist, ah, I'm a bad-ass kid, yeah
I′m a bad-ass kid, yeah, come get some bags in
Come get some bags in, uh-huh, fucked up some fashion

Clutchin', no lackin′, clutchin', no lackin'
I don′t need no practice, I don′t need no practice
You'll never get the cash in, never get the cash in
Better off in last, yeah, better off in last, yeah


Fuck, fuck the rap shit, you won′t do a damn thing
But she need to take a Plan B
Even though she's a baddie, I′ma be a daddy
Ride 'round in that Caddy, I ride ′round in that Caddy
Lam' truck, this shit a fast thing, yeah, it's too fast, yeah
Slatt, huh, slatt, huh, slatt, I just got new guns with a switch
Uh, lil′ bro stressed, he need a pint of the Tris, hol′ up

Tip-toe, finesse, VA shit, hol' on, huh
Tip-toe, finesse, VA shit, hol′ on
Tip-toe, finesse, VA shit, hol' on
Tip-toe, finesse, VA shit, hol′ on
Tip-toe, finesse, VA shit, hol' on

Tip-toe, finesse, VA shit, hol′ on
Tip-toe, finesse, VA shit, hol' on
Tip-toe, finesse, VA shit, hol' on
Tip-toe, finesse, VA shit, hol′ on

Syrup, syrup, syrup, syrup, syrup, syrup, syrup, syrup (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Hot rod, hot rod, wanna get in?
Hot thot, hot thot, do you fit in?
Forgiatos, Forgiatos, spinnin′, spinnin'

What? Aha