Lyrics Even Steven - Timpmo

Man this this shit crazy I had to remix this bitch man
Shout out to Finesse2tymes man
This be hit different right here man
I had to talk my shit one time
These hoes be playing with me got me fucked up!

These hoes ain't shit
They'll let a nigga drag ya name
Through the mud in your absence
And wonder why you ain't never make
A Instagram post hoe you disgusting
Anytime Ps and Bells in the discussion
This street shit baby I'm your nigga you suppose to report it
Bet that Audi truck ain't paid off
The candy paint make you take your panties off
(Want me to starve rather)
For your bitch ass cousin take all the portion
Thought you knew that nigga huh
He tryna run it on lil shad
Almost got extorted
Green bitch walking lick
Red rums them nigga fortunate
This never came out your mouth
Found out third party
Want me in the blind bird box
You just wanna see me with another mugshot
This shit didn't come over night
It was building blocks
I ain't got no respect for no rental cop
Nigga only hit my phone
When they want some accessibility a motherfucker
That's why I change my number every quarter
My lil bro really need me Bronzy and JB
Love me who raised y'all niggas I'm wondering
Why you feel you got input and objection
You tryna upset me if it came down to it
I'm dying bout you
Guess that never registered
He got it on him we pose to be a team bitch
I can't eat without you eating lil bitch
Still be watching some of my old flicks
I know I ain't shit wit that dick
She be having fits cry your eyes out
Gag on it resemble a fish
Take a pic with my shit
Tat' my name on your back if
You can get hit up we can't last
Nigga will backdoor you on the plug you a dub
I introduce you; we been getting money all this time
You don't think he was gone inform me thought we was cool
Like I was gone brush the shit under the rug streets
Talking we on your ass like a Garmin
Like we ain't from the jungle like Tarzan
It's a blind man in this mini van
Thought we was cool like a ceiling fan
I wonder did she know
She was gone eat some dick
When I said dinner date
Smoked the Xs out no ventilate
Six figure nigga I'm motivated paranoid
I'm clutching on a silhouette
Half court press I'm a real threat
I guess Imma have to illustrate
Just got out the big gate gotta get situated
I just need two lines
Pineapple faygo I saved up a 15
Like Geico! Lil hoe took my soul
I need my dick back
Designer mix match
Niggas mick mouse
Talks too much
Got big mouth
When I pump dick in you
Only time you get loud she put the pussy
On me first night
Next day she posting pic
With her nigga she evil egregious
Them cakes was half baked
I rub my dick all in her face
Bitch watch out gives me some space
Hoe your Uber on the way

Aye man watch out man
Move out my motherfucker way man