Tay Keith Type lyrics

[Intro]
Night Owl n*gga
The night is still young, Memphis, Ten. sh*t
You already know how I'm gonna come on this sh*t
Real player sh*t, uh

[Verse 1]
Playin' with hoes, iPhone X on airplane mode (leggo)
Damn he bold, pullin' all these hoes, all y'all get towed (leggo)
Penny hoes, in my room with the [?]
Neva' went gold (uh), me and my b*tch don't never get cold
Me and my thot don't never get hot (uh), [?] sh*t I don't ever get caught (uh)
Hoes ain't squat, connecting these dots (connecting these dots, leggo)
E'ery last hoe that you seen me with (uh), yeen gotta ask, best believe I hit (uh)
Truth be told I don't need that b*tch, I'mma break that hoe, I'mma bleed that b*tch (uh)

[Interlude]
Huh, yeah, yessir

[Verse 2]
n*ggas want be to blow up, one sec, n*gga, hold up
Doc. Jeff I'm drunk tryna' throw up, n*gga just puked and he poured more up
Sent them all wet, f*ckn n*gga so what, Idontknowjeff but these hoes know us
b*tch wanna' talk, whatchu' wanna' discuss, real big bucks (for what)
Throwin' on a real big sl*t, at the strip club and my pants ain't even zipped up
Sick f*ck tryna' get my di*k sucked, gave her the hiccups, hah, I'mma fix her (uh)
Standin' outside, finna get picked up by a real bad b*tch and her big sister
I can make a rich hoe a little richer, young ass n*gga better say mista' (uh)
[Verse 3]
Yeah n*gga treat ya' b*tch wrong
So by the time I get to do it (leggo)
She already used to it, she already been though it, horrible influence (uh)
Go back to the old flow, go back to the old flow (leggo)
n*gga ran back to his old hoe like a bozo that's a no-no (no sir)
Let's run a train like hobo, that's my b*tch, n*gga, that's your hoe
9 in my hand like Romo, di*k in my hand no-homo (uh)
[?] keep playing he loco, he get shot like a four-dour (uh)
In LA all alone in no hoe, with no hoe
That's gon' change before 4 though, no joke bro (no sir)