Tia & Tamera Lyrics

Got some rules to the game

Twin turbo yeah Tia and Tamera

Coupe parked front, Blue Ribbon eating Toro

Gotta watch your back, niggas greezy, dawg

Gotta be careful

I gotta leave my bitch, throw a tantrum

I don't care, though

Money made it easy

The gang's still unfair tho

When I ask for a piece of the pie, they ain't share, though

A5 Wagyu with the bone marrow

Yeah, 68, Chevelle, please don't touch but you can stare though

She like the finer things baby, me too

We fuss and fight over the minor things, what else is new

She think that Forti's finna buy her things, I ain't the fool

I mean, I might if we was vibing, but she wasn't that cool

What beat I didn't float

Damn, it's been about a month of Sunday since I've been broke

Yeah, everybody in my city taxed, so I hit em low

Could've fucked up the whole market, but I didn't though

I show niggas pity, niggas know that 40's bout his bag and all my niggas get it

If you finna make some money, better stand on your business

Purple Tag Polo and some oval-shades

I asked what your plug sold it to you, cause you overpaid

You should've rolled with me

Sky-Dweller rollie brown face like some rosary

Count a bag before I go to sleep

Pull up on her block, big Audi baby know its me

Had to switch the ice the a plane so they don't know its me

Gotta move smart, when you making just as much as me

Porsche Turbo, tan bucket seats

Made out my town, God willing and luckily

Yeah she like me now, but I wonder would she fuck with me

When I was down and I didn't have nothing to eat

Probably so a been a real nigga

Still the same nigga, never change, just my bills bigger

Karmas a bitch, but I just deal with her

I know it's not a race, but we already know the real winner

Haha, it's a cold world, shit get greasy