Ten Ten - hooligan chase

«I got cash in massive quantities

Know what?

I’m paid asshole

That makes you uncomfortable?

Well fuck you and the range rover you droven on»

Weed up

Eighteen

Been this way since we was

Eighteen

Stanley Steamer bitch I

Stay clean

I do not trust nobody

Coulda went to school

Coulda got a Cum Laude

One backseat, one shawty

Weed up

Eighteen

Been this way since we was

Eighteen

Stanley Steamer bitch I

Stay clean

I’m the boss man John Gotti

22 acres fuck a Bugatti

Topped off while I play, shawty

You don’t know me huh?

I’m crazy

Someone dropped me as a baby

Money tree got me shady

Turkey stuffing bitch I’m gravy

With a different type of lady

Bll Bottoms from the 80s

Hooli knocking yeah your back is five

Gonna tak a duce in your Mercedes

Let you leave as soon as I’m done

Cop a Rollie when the time comes

You dropped the song

Okay the crime’s done

Born and raised in the 9−1-9

I see ya’ll walking the line

Scrapping up nickels and dimes

Look out for popo they swine

Tatted like Carley Stein

Uh huh

Oh my god he done did it again

I’ve been gone, but you know where I’ve been

Honeymooning at the Holiday Inn

I eat pussy cause it’s good for your skin

Paper boy bring you dope on the Schwinn

I ain’t cuffin' but she like to pretend

«She fine though»

Well, I guess it depends

Trusting these bitches long as I can throw 'em

Ain’t never been strong

Check in the cabinet the medicine gone

Light this bitch up, get my Edison on

We fuck in the whip, but it’s better at home

She straight from New Orleans

The Pelican Zone

At Sullivan’s I get the Elegant Dome

«I'm not one of those girls.»

Ain’t know they was buddies

Got these bitches beefin'

Well fuck it I’m not bouta get in between

Pick the Bojangles she started pouting

I guess she expected expensive cuisine

I saw how Michael was handling Fredo

We winding and starting to have sex in the scene

I rock with LaMelo

I’m fucking with Terry

Bitch, I’m Carolinian, Charlotte my team

Oh ya’ll got Duane Reade

Where I’m from it’s just Walgreens

I was too little to be hooping in middle school

Still had the ball dreams

And I had to look up just to kiss on my shawty

Yeah, she was a tall thing

It’s a typical narrative

Fuck Bitches, Get Money

That’s what we all sing

«Ask about me»

Broken down ride with the doors off

Book a v-live

We was just knee high

Sticking tongues to the poles till it froze off

Only recognize your girl with her clothes off

Why these hoes wanna jag my lingo?

Mamma told me «Be a star like Ringo»

My Granny making racks winning bingo

Shaquitas wanna fuck with a gringo

Grew up on Ten Ten

Even if I tried couldn’t blend in

Thought you was a rapper, but you just an actor

You ain’t got a wrist like Ben Ten

Your family gotta dog and he fenced in

Hit the road block and they pinch in

I got it from my pops

And I guess she know the price

Cause it really cost twenty, but I spend ten

«Damn, I’m hard to handle

Damn, I’m hard to handle

Damn, I’m hard to handle

Damn, I’m hard to handle

Damn, I’m hard to handle

Damn, I’m hard to handle

Damn, I’m hard to handle

Damn, I’m hard to handle»

Weed up

Eighteen

Been this way since we was

Eighteen

Stanley Steamer bitch I

Stay clean

I do not trust nobody

Coulda went to school

Coulda got a Cum Laude

One backseat, one shawty

Weed up

Eighteen

Been this way since we was

Eighteen

Stanley Steamer bitch I

Stay clean

I’m the boss man John Gotti

22 acres fuck a Bugatti

Topped off while I play, shawty