Tuffer

Lyrics

[Intro] As I get this money Pass these busters The game gets rougher Skin tissue gets tougher [Verse 1] I'm so out my mind that my brain is hard to find Merlot, not my wine How you doing? I'm doing fine Where you've been? I've been on my grind They say I'm broke, them niggers lyin' Spit that dope when niggas buying There's no hope but niggas trying Nigga's pussy, vaginal Playing with that beef I turn you into a vegetable Your girl having thoughts of me, sexual Don't get mad at me, get mad at my testicle I'm the prescription bitch, antidote 2 shots motherfucker, medical Where the bucks at and are they gettin no action? I got the nigga stomach hurting just call it contraction You niggas playing so fugazi and you wear it well I can't be lazy, buy Mercedes for my baby girl Looking for me, I'm somewhere across the fucking world Fucking up the money with no condom like the pussy scared [Hook] Tuffer than, tuffer than Nigerian hair Tuffer than, tuffer than Nigerian hair Tuffer than, tuffer than Nigerian hair Nigerian, Nigerian hair Tuffer than, tuffer than Nigerian hair Tuffer than, tuffer than Nigerian hair Tuffer than, tuffer than Nigerian hair Nigerian, Nigerian hair [Verse 2] Scrappy for the hustlers, merlot for you busters Cooler than the fair, but bitch the money keep me stuck up I hear them niggas sayin tell them niggas shut the fuck up Cause I'm still getting bread bitch balling like Butler And I don't need bragging ho, I'm just being valid I'm digging dollar pallets, yes I'm winning like I'm Khaled Got a fetish for that lettuce so I'm moving like I'm ready Chips, the bust, what the fuck, tell them niggers we can bet it Yeh I said it fuck your credit, we can put it all on debit I'mma curve you like Nike, ho, go ahead and check it Stay inside your lane, you can't steer in my direction Mel Gibson flow, bitch, call it Lethal Weapon I'm textin another B, cause the last one wasn't doin shit And I'm stupid rich, with a foolish whip E Pluribus Unum, y'all counterfeit [Hook] [Verse 3] Aiight Stampede, damn B Bitches coming at me, all they see is jewellery All over Scrappy But not me, Merlot Can't be no Virgo Racing to the money and I'm jumpin over hurdles I treat it like a track meet Honey you're the trap skeet Bitch press the mothafuckin game like an athlete Niggas got amnesia like they don't know Scrappy Bitches know my mothafuckin name, (what?) nasty I get it, get it, get it, I'm gone I get it, get it, get it, I'm gone I get it, get it, get it, I'm gone I get it, get it, get it, I'm gone I get it gone, I get it gone [Hook]