I Got Tatted

Lyrics

[Intro] Yeah Yeah, what's up Yeah, what's up Yeah, yeah [Chorus] I got tatted on my hand and all the slutty bitches love me Poppin two molly tans she tryna fuck me till it's sunny Yeah I blew though my advance on Number (N)ine just to look bummy I'm in LA black truck riding you can't see me coming [Verse] I just hit her Bryson Tiller Filet for dinner Pussy I don't feel you, I stack up to a billion Let's tear down the whole ceiling, get high I love the feeling I ain't lonely when I'm spilling Yeah you spent your last on some Rick I spent last on the flip Don't talk bad, don't need lip These boys broke and sad as shit Yeah that hoe shе was the shit, I built her up and made thе bitch Matte black Maserati, boy I gotta stop crashing whips Boy better tell me if you got a problem, we find make your ass call up the doctor Japanese clothes on me looking proper Your bitch wanna fuck me so why would I stop her I had the weed in the back of my locker Holding her head when we fuck like a chopper I love molly, I'm bout to pop her Yeah with some elegant hoes, can't stop us [Chorus] I got tatted on my hand and all the slutty bitches love me Poppin two molly tans she tryna fuck me till it's sunny Yeah I blew though my advance on Number (N)ine just to look bummy I'm in LA black truck riding you can't see me coming