"TMS" lyrics

Bitch, Delli Boe finna blast off
Tell a bum bitch "take the mac off"
Niggas mad, so I laugh my ass off
See you doing bad, nigga snorting that bath salt
Bitch I go hard, asphalt
Bitches hella ugly and they mad like its my fault
Don't compare me toyou niggas
All you niggas hella wack
Matter fact, that's a motherfucking insult
Imma have to catch you slippin
Like a dyke [?] dickin
Let me show you what you missing
All you niggas better listen
[?] get the fuck up out the kitchen
Hella bummy how you living
I be steppin, you be trippin
Whatchu doing ain't nobody pay attention
In the party I be diggin
Throw some money then I'm strippin
Put the pussy on my dick and get to grippin

Hold up, lemme, talk my, shit
Shoot your shot away issa brick
All the bad bitches I'm fucking on
All the rich dick I'm sucking on
Hurry, throw it back, butch vamanos
Knock your shit down, dominoes

Hold up, lemme, talk my, shit
Shoot your shot away issa brick
All the bad bitches I'm fucking on
All the rich dick I'm sucking on
Hurry, throw it back, butch vamanos
Knock your shit down, dominoes