Tiller Lyrics

I've been rockin' by my lonely niggas, like to switch up

Put that bitch right to his neck, like he got some hiccups

Gotta keep my head down, it's gettin' hard to look up

She say she don't feel her body when she off the liquor

Crazy, I don't hold no hands, so tell her friends to come and get her

You can call me anything in the world, I'm still a rich lil' nigga

He think that he can't die, cause his gun's a lil' fuckin' bigger

Fuck it, we gon' prove you wrong

Walkin' down that block, you just might die, you got your hoodie on

Bitch, I earned my stripes, so all my life, I don't care what he on

Flipped a nigga whip, now they confused up at that auto zone

That's some shit that I be on, they didn't see the mob

You know that's the guys, I ain't change shit by me, so why the hell you want me now

I guess I do look a lil' different, I did switch up my style

Guess came from Ohio, went to Texas, feel like CJ Stroup

We put built-a-ass like where he at, we finna walk him down

You say mo' opps on that block, okay, we finna air it out

He was with me, he got hit, touch his tail and watch this mo

Bitch, I'm gettin' to it, paper chasin', pops and rays on slopes

She think that she hurtin' me, told her I ain't chasin' it

If it ain't bout no currency, hit the block so many times

I know them niggas remember me, bitch, you dumb, you fumble me

They had turned they back on me when I was down, if I don't eat, pull up

Safe to say that moment, they regret it

Them niggas hoes on my bros, I don't respect it

Got mo' money than them lil' niggas now, so I can't stress it

I'm turnin' up the session, pull up on me, we do damage

I'm slow as shots, I box this 50, gotta get with him

He think that he killin' me, bet my niggas split it for me

Hottie, I'm the best, I put up on me, I'm terrific