Bed Sheet (Lost Tapes 2019) lyrics
by Tory Lanez
[Intro]
Grrt, head crack, ayy
Beezo need cash only, you dig?
That boy Cassius!
[Chorus]
It's litty, yeah
Got two b*tches in the bed sheet
Gettin' money, n*ggas hatin', no, you can't be
Phone call with the plug and it's hands free
Hatin' on a rich n*gga, no, you can't be
[Post-Chorus]
I'ma get the check (Yeah)
Give me my respect (Yeah)
Hit it from the back (Yeah)
Grabbin' on her neck (Yeah)
Ass shakin' all up on a n*gga you dig? (You dig)
Take it to the crib, baby, know what it is, yeah (Oh)
[Verse 1]
Ice on my arm, don't be alone
Grrrah-pum-pum, that's the drum
Holiday, by the way
n*gga f*ck what you was tryna say, ayy
Upgraded Rolex, forty-two, yeah, yeah
Bend it over for me Blue, forty-two, yeah, yeah
Make me feel, that's what shorty do, yeah, yeah
Come and she still feel like she got more to do, yeah, yeah
[Chorus]
It's litty, yeah
Got two b*tches in the bed sheet
Gettin' money, n*ggas hatin', no, you can't be
Phone call with the plug and it's hands free
Hatin' on a rich n*gga, no, you can't be
[Post-Chorus]
I'ma get the check (Yeah)
Give me my respect (Yeah)
Hit it from the back (Yeah)
Grabbin' on her neck (Yeah)
Ass shakin' all up on a n*gga you dig? (You dig)
Take it to the crib, baby, know what it is, yeah (Oh)
[Verse 2]
Ayy, you done heard 'bout us
Got absurd bodies
Don't be worried 'bout us
f*ck around, shorty, take the nerve out us
Can't be f*ckin' with broke hoes and bird bodies (Yeah)
Thirty more racks in here
Got a lot of packs in here
Got a lot of stacks in here, yeah
Thick whip, told that b*tch to bring that ass in here
Put it in rotation, shake that ass in gear
Take down, take down, like this for real
I'm rich as f*ck, two-fifty, for real
I'm rich as f*ck, but I'm rich and real
Ice lit, chill grill, you my b*tch for real
[Chorus]
It's litty, yeah
Got two b*tches in the bed sheet
Gettin' money, n*ggas hatin', no, you can't be
Phone call with the plug and it's hands free
Hatin' on a rich n*gga, no, you can't be
[Post-Chorus]
I'ma get the check (Yeah)
Give me my respect (Yeah)
Hit it from the back (Yeah)
Grabbin' on her neck (Yeah)
Ass shakin' all up on a n*gga you dig? (You dig)
Take it to the crib, baby, know what it is, yeah (Oh)