Stay Schemin’ lyrics
by Tyga
[Tyga]
Man, n*ggas do anything for these b*tches though
Gettin' paper like it's copied, now my dollars' cloned
Twenty thou. overnight for versaci ho
Fat blunts, b*tches gettin' Angie Stoned
Damn there's two iguanas in my living room
Thick b*tches with big titties, I call 'em balloons
f*ckin with the mask on, and MF doom
Im focusen' emotions, Glock with the room
Beside me killers, you call it careless, I call it wishful
Thinkin' bout' my friends is what pays us in patience
I need it now, like LeBron ring if not the Lakers
YM champions surrounded by these gold cases
Old faces, new faces they're all abrasive
b*tches get annoyin'
I just end there vacation
Ignore their presents, nibble for me
Im such a blessin'
So before your time, spit that last zeppelin'
f*ck this sh*t back ho, bull doze sh*t
Your not in me my lane, pull over to the nearest exit
T-Raw, went great, show me what she f*ckin best is
Act like a man, stop thinkin like a b*tch n*gga
(Yeah)
(Augh!)