Official Tyty - work Lyrics

Real recognize bullshit smell it fo I even see it coming (Yea)
Hands itching like a muhf*cker (Oouu)
Peeling hundreds like I'm peeling onions
10 Toes I'm the solid type
Flip the switch and get a fire fight (Fye)
Temptation don't make it a silent night (Shhh)
Pull up and release and be outta sight (Puuunn)
I'm Ty from the bottom highly a problem try me I slide wit a shotta
Go dolla for dollar bitch I'm the blueprint you lil bitties copy and follow (Copy and follow)
You in a jaloppy I pull up and hop out they saying I look like a model (Bad)
Outta the many that want me it ain't too many that can say that they got her (Unh unh)
Don't get that shit twisted cuz this one hit different
I'm coming wit killers and lifers (Yea)
Go to work just to make it my business
Don't worry bout niggas and bitches they trifling (Yea)
You the type to see a dollar and stop whatchu doing cuz you get excited (Ayyye)
When I see a dollar I'm thinking bout saving it re invest and mutiplying (Cha Ching)
Easy like Sunday morning word to Lionel (Whoa)
Count up look like I'm thumbing through the bible (Whoa)
Catch me in Paris standing on the Eiffel
C3 4matic Benz coupe flyer (Fresh)
Just a lil sample need it I'm supplier (Aye yea)
Roll up the reefer now I need a lighter
(Aye where my muhf*cking lighter)

I'm bossing ain't no middle man (Oou)
I got hittas spin yo block like they some ceiling fans (Whoa)
My whip push to start don't make push yo ceiling in (Un huh)
Talk my lingo if you can't lil bitch forget it then (Yea)

Pussy good now he wanna keep it (Keep it)
Told him fo he got it that's no secret
(You kno that pussy good right)
He say he addicted and he need it (Cut it cut it)
7 Days a week this ain't no freaknic (Hell nawl)
Chasing this paper don't mix wit relations
I deal wit dem faces that don't like to talk (Yea)
Stacking this bank and I'm loading the vault (Whoa)
Think you gonn take it 1 up to assault
I'll have you meeting yo maker
Then take me a trip to Jamaica to dust the shit off (Whooo)
Shaking this ass post on the gram turn the f*ck up its just me and my dawgs
(Me and my dawgs lil bitch)
Lil bitch Step outside bet I'll slide on my Tonya vibes (Aye)
I got ties f*ck wit mine that's a homicide (Aye)
Jack in the box jump out wit glocks leave em traumatized (Aye)
Jump in the car gotta get far hit another town (Skkrrtt)
Best keep it safe and don't play wit me (No no)
Empty it out like a vacancy (Whoa)
Getting to the point like from A to Z (Yea)
Everything else just play in between (Hhhhhuuuu)
Stay on my Q cuz I play the P's (Yea)
All in they face like it's Maybelline (Yea)
F*ck a bitch feelings she did it she dead
Make up wit who that shit fake to me (F*ck it f*ck it f*ck it f*ck it)