Yeah, nigga Gang, gang, gang Big Ski, nigga, ski Yeah On God
Nigga, no cap (Spacy got this sauce, ho) Ski
I´m a young nigga, stackin´ up that pape´, puttin´ on for the city (For the city) Made it happen, should´ve seen they face, they can´t believe I did it (Believe I did it) Started rappin´, finally found my way, now we got seven figures (On God) When people see me out, they just say, "Hey, Ty, can I get a picture?" Before a nigga come ´round tryna play, they better reconsider (Reconsider) Hotboy, brodie keep that fire underneath his pillow (Hot) Made a way, did it on my own, ain´t never need a nigga (On God)
I´m ´bout my pape´, if they ain´t gettin´ cash, then you won´t see me with ´em (Won´t see me with ´em) Talkin´ money in my rhymes, I ain´t promotin´ no violence (Yeah) All these hoes on my body, I been pimpin´ like Scottie She was playin´ hard to get, but I still got up inside her (Ugh) Niggas always tryna kick it, I don´t do the karate (Spacy got this sauce, ho, what?) She a good girl, but when she see me, bet she get naughty (On God) They like, "What you like to do?" Bitch, gettin´ bands is my hobby Youngin really havin´ motion, if I like it, I´ll buy it (Cha-ching) Pop and Grimy, them my brothers, if I´m ridin´, they ridin´ (No cap)
My lil´ bitch should be a stylist ´cause she stay throwin´ fits (She always throwin´ fits) Like Danny said, bitch, I´m from Florida, but I Cuban´d my wrist (On gang) I been puttin´ in that work, bitch, I been droppin´ these hits (Droppin´ these hits) Now ma dukes don´t gotta work because her son done got rich, nigga (Her son done got rich)
I´m a young nigga, stackin´ up that pape´, puttin´ on for the city (For the city) Made it happen, should´ve seen they face, they can´t believe I did it (Believe I did it) Started rappin´, finally found my way, now we got seven figures (On God) When people see me out, they just say, "Hey, Ty, can I get a picture?" (Spacy got this sauce, ho)
Before a nigga come ´round tryna play, they better reconsider (Reconsider) Hotboy, brodie keep that fire underneath his pillow (Fffah) Made a way, did it on my own, ain´t never need a nigga (Need a nigga) I´m ´bout my pape´, if they ain´t gettin´ cash, then you won´t see me with ´em (Won´t see me with ´em) Talkin´ money in my rhymes, I ain´t promotin´ no violence All these hoes on my body, I been pimpin´ like Scottie (Yeah) She was playin´ hard to get, but I still got up inside her (Ugh) Niggas always tryna kick it, I don´t do the karate She a good girl, but when she see me, bet she get naughty
They like, "What you like to do?" Bitch, gettin´ bands is my hobby Youngin really havin´ motion, if I like it, I´ll buy it Pop and Grimy, them my brothers, if I´m ridin´, they ridin´ (This sauce, ho)