"TF up out the spot" lyrics

Man, girl, get up
Mm
For real, put up on a party (K4 produced it)
God
Don't say I ain't wake you up
Bitch, I'm up, call the group chat
Let's go (Skill, you're crazy)

Shit, fuck
Summer back again (It's hot as hell)
Told shawty, "Bring your baddest friend" (Goddamn)
Yeah, summer back, it's lit (Girl, what the fuck?)
I'm pullin' out my best fits, shit, fuck

We control the traffic, get the fuck up out the spot if you ain't turnt or we ain't rappin' (Shit, fuck)
I said, we control the traffic, thirty deep up my section, clear the spot or I ain't rappin' (Shit, fuck)
Bitch, I said, we control the traffic, money ridin', fifty stacks, no sleep, nah, I ain't slackin' (Shit, fuck)
We control the traffic, I'm the princess of the city, agree, a dumb bitch, I ain't cappin' (Shit, fuck)

I said, we control the traffic
Yeah, we control the traffic
Yeah, I was broke and now I'm havin' it
Let me bag it first or I ain't rappin'

Shit, fuck
Summer back again
Told shawty, "Bring your baddest friend"
Yeah, summer back, it's lit
I'm pullin' out my best fits, shit, fuck

Pull up black truck, ain't nothin' but bitches in this black truck
Fine shit only got heels and dials with it, bet me wanna dive in it (Wanna dive in it)
I control the traffic, all my shooters right behind with it (Yeah)
Put whatever on lil' baby, told your bitch that you fine with it (You fine with it)
I can't help that I'm a dog (A dog)
I can't scrape this shit enough, I'm a soldier, stay standin' tall (And Tito)
Go get the Don Julio
Take a shot, I'll bet you be shakin' that ass up on the wall

Shit, fuck (Goddamn)
Summer back again
Told shawty, "Bring your baddest friend"
Yeah, summer back, it's lit
I'm pullin' out my best fits, shit, fuck