Why
Yeah, let's go
My baby want a Birkin, she's been tellin' me all night long
The list it goes on and on
I can't take you when I'm gone
Cuz I'm faded and I can't tell my right from left
Right from wrong
I been smoking til there ain't nun left could ya take me home
But one here comes a two with her three sitting on four
And they know that I got it
You just tryna run my pockets
And my ass so damn gone that I done let em run my wallet
Thank God for a good bartender
I ain't ever been for double shots of whiskey
She know that's the devil tryna tempt me
I been smoking hella strong in the five speed
Tryna catch up to the girls in the six-speed
Now she wanna cop a feel shit get frisky"I really hate the fact you still doing 60"
I'm on the interstate I'm knowing she don't miss me
Hold on hold on, I hate to have to prolong the vote on your well-being
It's like I'm throwing a coat on in Hell season
And pull up papers that I've wrote on make throw up
But now I'm chilling at the bar we bout pour up some more
Load up the floor
And my ass so gone I let em run out the door
With all my stuff
Thank God for a good bartender
I ain't ever been for double shots of whiskey
She know that's the devil tryna tempt me
I been smoking hella strong in the five speed
Tryna catch up to the girls in the six-speed
Now she wanna cop a feel shit get frisky"I really hate the fact you still doing 60"
I'm on the interstate I'm knowing she don't miss me
One here comes a two with her three sitting on four
And they know that I got it
Just tryna run my pockets
And my ass so damn gone that I done let em run my wallet
Thank God for a good bartender
Cuz I ain't ever been for double shots of whiskey
And she know that's the devil tryna tempt me
I been smoking hella strong in the five speed
Tryna catch up to the girls in the six-speed
Tryna catch up to the girls in the six-speed yeah
Now she wanna cop a feel shit get frisky"I really hate the fact you still doing 60"
I'm on the interstate I'm knowing she don't miss me
I been smoking hella strong in the five speed
Tryna catch up to the girls in the six-speed
TiiPSY. Video (MV)
Performed By: James Amaker II
Language: English
Length: 2:53
Written by: James Amaker II, Collins Chibueze
James Amaker II - TiiPSY. Lyrics
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English
Why
Yeah, let's go
My baby want a Birkin, she's been tellin' me all night long
The list it goes on and on
I can't take you when I'm gone
Cuz I'm faded and I can't tell my right from left
Right from wrong
I been smoking til there ain't nun left could ya take me home
But one here comes a two with her three sitting on four
And they know that I got it
You just tryna run my pockets
And my ass so damn gone that I done let em run my wallet
Thank God for a good bartender
I ain't ever been for double shots of whiskey
She know that's the devil tryna tempt me
I been smoking hella strong in the five speed
Tryna catch up to the girls in the six-speed
Now she wanna cop a feel shit get frisky"I really hate the fact you still doing 60"
I'm on the interstate I'm knowing she don't miss me
Hold on hold on, I hate to have to prolong the vote on your well-being
It's like I'm throwing a coat on in Hell season
And pull up papers that I've wrote on make throw up
But now I'm chilling at the bar we bout pour up some more
Load up the floor
And my ass so gone I let em run out the door
With all my stuff
Thank God for a good bartender
I ain't ever been for double shots of whiskey
She know that's the devil tryna tempt me
I been smoking hella strong in the five speed
Tryna catch up to the girls in the six-speed
Now she wanna cop a feel shit get frisky"I really hate the fact you still doing 60"
I'm on the interstate I'm knowing she don't miss me
One here comes a two with her three sitting on four
And they know that I got it
Just tryna run my pockets
And my ass so damn gone that I done let em run my wallet
Thank God for a good bartender
Cuz I ain't ever been for double shots of whiskey
And she know that's the devil tryna tempt me
I been smoking hella strong in the five speed
Tryna catch up to the girls in the six-speed
Tryna catch up to the girls in the six-speed yeah
Now she wanna cop a feel shit get frisky"I really hate the fact you still doing 60"
I'm on the interstate I'm knowing she don't miss me
I been smoking hella strong in the five speed
Tryna catch up to the girls in the six-speed
Yeah, let's go
My baby want a Birkin, she's been tellin' me all night long
The list it goes on and on
I can't take you when I'm gone
Cuz I'm faded and I can't tell my right from left
Right from wrong
I been smoking til there ain't nun left could ya take me home
But one here comes a two with her three sitting on four
And they know that I got it
You just tryna run my pockets
And my ass so damn gone that I done let em run my wallet
Thank God for a good bartender
I ain't ever been for double shots of whiskey
She know that's the devil tryna tempt me
I been smoking hella strong in the five speed
Tryna catch up to the girls in the six-speed
Now she wanna cop a feel shit get frisky"I really hate the fact you still doing 60"
I'm on the interstate I'm knowing she don't miss me
Hold on hold on, I hate to have to prolong the vote on your well-being
It's like I'm throwing a coat on in Hell season
And pull up papers that I've wrote on make throw up
But now I'm chilling at the bar we bout pour up some more
Load up the floor
And my ass so gone I let em run out the door
With all my stuff
Thank God for a good bartender
I ain't ever been for double shots of whiskey
She know that's the devil tryna tempt me
I been smoking hella strong in the five speed
Tryna catch up to the girls in the six-speed
Now she wanna cop a feel shit get frisky"I really hate the fact you still doing 60"
I'm on the interstate I'm knowing she don't miss me
One here comes a two with her three sitting on four
And they know that I got it
Just tryna run my pockets
And my ass so damn gone that I done let em run my wallet
Thank God for a good bartender
Cuz I ain't ever been for double shots of whiskey
And she know that's the devil tryna tempt me
I been smoking hella strong in the five speed
Tryna catch up to the girls in the six-speed
Tryna catch up to the girls in the six-speed yeah
Now she wanna cop a feel shit get frisky"I really hate the fact you still doing 60"
I'm on the interstate I'm knowing she don't miss me
I been smoking hella strong in the five speed
Tryna catch up to the girls in the six-speed
Writer: James Amaker II, Collins Chibueze
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid