lirik lagu luh tyler - since a minor
[intro]
gang, n~gga
yeah, ayy, skii
(can you forgive me?)
skii, skii
ayy, ayy, yeah
[chorus]
had grown man money since a minor, n~gga
who you know f~ckin’ with me? you can’t find a n~gga (can’t find a n~gga)
put that b~tch down her knees, i ain’t even tryna hit her (ugh)
french tips and big lips, she look like kylie jenner (yeah)
bro said don’t pull up to the shop if you ain’t buyin’, n~gga
wake up and i’m sh~ttin’ on ’em without tryin’, n~gga (d~mn)
keep a lot of pretty women, i like fine b~tches (on god)
hit the jeweler, bought my dog a chain so he can shine with me
[verse]
money, that’s the only thing that’s on my mind, really (ch~ching)
f~ck a money counter, count that sh~t up with my thumbs, silly
lil’ b~tch like, “i can’t believe tylеr said he done with me” (d~mn)
i’m goin’ ‘tardеd, countin’ stupid blues, countin’ dumb fifties
i’m her favorite artist, bad b~tch gon’ let me paint her face (ugh)
nah, this ain’t a race but if it was, i’d be in first place (on god)
fell in love with that bag when i got my first taste (d~mn)
you waited months for that cat, i hit her the first date (lil’ b~tch)
took a good girl, do her the worst way (on god)
b~tch, this rappin’ is my job, i wake up, put in work, bae (put in work, bae)
i don’t entertain the bullsh~t they say
on the fam, i cannot never change ’cause that’s what made me (that’s what made me)
lil’ b~tch, no, i ain’t a game, no you can’t… (nah, nah)
lil’ b~tch, i am not a game, no, you can’t play me (f~ckin’ play me)
young n~gga doin’ his thing, look at mama’s baby (mama’s baby)
yeah, ayy (mama’s baby)
made a bag then spent a bag, i’m treatin’ this sh~t like it ain’t sh~t
why is that your baby daddy? that lil’ n~gga ain’t even rich
they don’t need no ass shots or bbl, my b~tches thick
diamonds on me dancin’, it’s like fight night, them b~tches hittin’
told you n~ggas, b~tch, this my year and i ain’t even kiddin’ (on god)
i might treat my b~tches like a dog, but i still get the kitty (meow)
told that b~tch just ’cause i’m ballin’ don’t mean that i’m trickin’
walk inside the booth and i cook up like i’m in the f~ckin’ kitchen (n~gga)
[chorus]
had grown man money since a minor, n~gga (on god)
who you know f~ckin’ with me? you can’t find a n~gga (who the f~ck?)
put that b~tch down her knees, i ain’t even tryna hit her (ugh)
french tips and big lips, she look like kylie jenner (yeah)
bro said don’t pull up to the shop if you ain’t buyin’, n~gga (yeah)
wake up and i’m sh~ttin’ on ’em without tryin’, n~gga (ugh)
keep a lot of pretty women, i like fine b~tches (i like fine b~tches)
hit the jeweler, bought my dog a chain so he can shine with me (shine with me, n~gga)
[outro]
hit the jeweler and i bought… yeah, ayy
hit the jeweler, bought my dog a chain so he can shine with me
we all gon’ shine, on god, n~gga
skii
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