Tycoon

Lyrics

[Intro] (Woo) (Jump out) (Woo) (Bitch, jump out) [Chorus] No, I never hate on no man I stay down, I stick to the plan These checks, I go fuck 'em up Decarnin my mind, my waistband That lil boy done ran out of luck I'm locked in, can't do no more playing And that trip on my hip, got it tucked And my shoota gon' shoot, Pakistan And my shoota maneuver them bands This lil Ruger gon' take down ya man Know its shootas, we ride like a clan Shoot bazooka, we slide in a van I'm gon' boot up, got drank in my hand Lace them boots up, don't play in the sand And she rollin' off Molly, she geeked She a freak, she suck dick with no hands [Verse] I can't give these lil niggas no dap When I see 'em them niggas get slapped I ride with my fye on my lap And thе shit that you poppin' it's cap Oh you say you gon' do some to me? They nеver go further than rap These niggas talk tough in a tweet They never go further than apps My young nigga beat down the trap That's my phønk, you can tell how we dap I feel like a Tycoon I feel like the biggest, the richest, no bap I'm geeked on the damn shrooms That lil psychedelic got me off the map I cap on Pro Tools I catch him in person and I'm like "What's happenin'?" On a pasture, that boy like some lambs In L.A. and it's late, I'm a vamp On the road, I'mma get me some checks I might run that shit up 'til I cramp [Chorus] No, I never hate on no man I stay down, I stick to the plan These checks, I go fuck 'em up Decarnin my mind, my waistband That lil boy done ran out of luck I'm locked in, can't do no more playing And that trip on my hip, got it tucked And my shoota gon' shoot, Pakistan And my shoota maneuver them bands This lil Ruger gon' take down ya man Know its shootas, we ride like a clan Shoot bazooka, we slide in a van I'm gon' boot up, got drank in my hand Lace them boots up, don't play in the sand And she rollin' off Molly, she geeked She a freak, she suck dick with no hands