Tyga
Young & Gettin it
[Hook]
Okay, I go to sleep in the morning
Been counting money all night
I did it all on my own, so
These cars I’m gon’ buy
Them n***as hated on me
I was all the way in Dubai
Gettin’ Lambo doors sky high
Told that bitch, bitches know Ty

[Verse 1: Tyga]
Redrum, murder game
These n***as gay like Novacane
My n***as gutta like bowling lanes
Like Pedro, they vote for me
Two Asian bitches, they Siamese
So high n***a look Chinese
She bite the head like Ozzy
Freddy Krueger money you only see in your dreams
H-Town, ball hard like my name Hakeem
Olajuwon, James Harden
Y’all n***as new to the scene
And that’s my n***a, supper club
Need a new liver
Pop, pop bottles on all these bitches
Bitch ass n***as can’t even get in
Ripley’s, please believe me
That Justin Bieber my neighbor really
Ain’t gotta lie, these n***as feel me
My bars up, like poppin’ wheelies
They want beef cause my neck’s chilly
Got a bad white bitch like Iggy
Iggy Pop, rockstar livin’
I’m a flyin’ n***a, shoutout to Philly
King shit, your bitch
She all up on my dick
I get crazy pussy, psychiatrist
All about my paper like journalists
Killer flow, I earned this shit
We ball for real like tournaments
On the jet no turbulence
Straight flexin,’ I’m so bent
No lie, no lie
Said I ain’t never told no lie
Say fuck you if you hate me
My real fans gon’ ride
Got my own shoe, clothing line
Own a label, who tryin' sign?
N***as trying to turn up
But don’t overdose like Len Bias
Hypocrites and all bias
I’ll provide you like Jehova-Jireh
I can bless ya, no church attire
Pray to God I don’t die tryin’
What’s a stone to a big giant?
What’s fire if you can’t ignite it?
I’m fed up like FBI
Y’all n***as late, colored people time, n***a
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