Tyte (KeyPit) [feat. Brandon Wolf Hill] Video (MV)

Yo!
I ain't play-in games
Yo that ass is Fiyah!
No we ain't the same
Them boys is liars
Lemme do my thing (Let me do me)
No dough required
Yea it's aiight
Baby keep it Tyte!
Yo
I hear them 808's
Play no games make no mistakes
They so lame let's go be gr8
Roll up some gas ain't fukking with the (Base)
Time for the chase you can put it in my face
Homie don't trip
Gotta keep ya shit laced
I aced the test, I passed the plate
I smash the rest
Make America great
In this era of terror, I get spread Panera
I get head all day, gets the yams all year a
Always Sunny in Philly
But no really it's clearer
Then that shit that you're seeing
Taking selfies in the mirror huh?
They say i-flow offbeat
Bitch you a liar
Yeah I make my beats
Them shits lit fires!
Fags lick my feet (Lick'em)
Cuz I need new tires
Don't start no beef
Cuz I'll screenshot Grindr
Bitch want to get cut, call me a faget
Lips and a big butt watch imma grab it
Beezy got sick nuts stunting out of habit
Banging like rabbits
Price imma check it
Speed it up buttercup
Swiping all the credit
Banks imma break them
Thanks imma take them
Flex on flex me and Kaoz up next
Beast mode, no stress
Bring it Southwest
Rap so flame
Get the strap go Lames
Take it back to the drawing board
Before you try to play
F*ck it up buttercup
Twerk it when I jerk it up
Perfect when I perc it up
Curtains you ain't worth it bruh
Hey I don't play no games
That ass is fire (Ayeee)
Let me do my thang
Yeah them boys is liars
Ittuu itti my unmmmm
You got to keep it quiet
Aiiggt?
Betta keep it tight
Keep it tight bagock!