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Artiste : Don Toliver
Titre : Precision
(We love you, Tecca)

Flex on all these bitches, black out on these bitches

Racks I count up digits, you never stand on business
I never ate at Denny´s, I hate to shop at Lenox
I´m picky with my women, I see bullshit with precision
I know that she gotta be kidding (Yeah), I knew that´ the route when I hit it (Yeah)
I knew I was not trippin´ (Yeah), I knew I was ??? (Yeah)
I knew I was gon´ be the one (Yeah), I knew I would go to the sun (Yeah)

Got racks on my wrist and they crush (Yeah)
I step in and make a hoe blush (Yeah)
He said he want smoke, he a dutch (Hush)
She said that she good, she a slut (Yeah, go)
D-D-Don´t believe it (Yeah, yeah), don´t believe it (Yeah, yeah)

Start the whip (Yeah, yeah), crank the demon
Know I been gone for a while but baby I´m holding it down
How could you copy the sound when Faygo got so many styles?
Okay I been in my lane, I been in my own isle
You-you can just give me the bread, I feel like a cash cow (Pow, pow, nah)

Bitch I´m married to the money like I´m Mitch
I put 5 band´ on your fit
My bitch bad and she ain´t gotta do no OnlyFans because I´m lit
Sometimes I be rocking Rick, sometimes I be rocking Raf
Sometimes I be in the mix, most days I be in my bag (Woo, pow, woo)

(Woo, pow)

Flex on all these bitches (Yeah), black out on these bitches (Yeah)
Racks I count up digits (Yeah), you never stand on business
I never ate at Denny´s, I hate to shop at Lenux
I´m picky with my women, I see bullshit with precision
I know that she gotta be kidding (Yeah), I knew that´ the route when I hit it (Yeah)
I knew I was not trippin´ (Yeah), I knew I was ??? to me (Yeah)
I knew I was gon´ be the one (Yeah), I knew I would go to the sun (Yeah)

Damn, that boy in here booted (Huh)
Damn, she got a big booty (Huh, huh)
Kali Uchis, I´mma stuff my face in her coochie (Huh)
Pour the lean in kombuchy, I put 12 mans out here fuelling shit (Uh, uh)
In Atlanta like Future, got a bad lil´ bitch to seduce shit (Uhh)
She wanna lick my private parts, I bought a pill, It´s a autobot
I´m feeling geeked, she get down on her knees
I really be out in the mix, I be at the house by 6
Instead of lying on your dead, nigga go get my blick
Why do these niggas be lying to me? They lying like it´s ???
I just went and took a 10, I´m riding in my coupé

If you play with Faygo you can die, I´mma shoot (Pow)
I don´t fuck around, I´m gon´ tell the truth
Woo (Huh)
Woo (Grah)
Woo
Woo (Pow)

Flex on all these bitches (Yeah), black out on these bitches (Yeah)
Racks I count up digits (Yeah), you never stand on business
I never ate at Denny´s, I hate to shop at Lenox
I´m picky with my women, I see bullshit with precision
I know that she gotta be kidding (Yeah), I knew that´ the route when I hit it (Yeah)

I knew I was not trippin´ (Yeah), I knew I was ??? to me (Yeah)
I knew I was gon´ be the one (Yeah), I knew I would go to the sun