Текст песни Lil Tay - Symo

Fttt
What, what, what, Symo
Phew
What, what, wow (Yung Symo, Yung Symo, Yung Symo)

I 'member just flying in coach, now I be flying in private jets
I got a bad bitch wanna link, told fine shit come stretch that neck
I need at least like 15 K, tell the venue I won't do no less
And I got you bitch at my crib
First thing she said "what you tryna do next?"
Lil bitch, come give me face, then I gotta find my way to LA
Tryna geek up with my gang, then drop racks on new Balmains
I'm flexing everyday, feel like Nett, "we gon be ok"
Put them racks right to my face, bitch, I feel like Lil Tay

I'm tweaked out with my brothers and it's messing with my aim
I only aim for headshots, shot out Chief Keef, "bang"
I don't give no fucks about fame, I'm just tryna do a fuck a fan
And I'm bossed up, got my wings, goth bitch tryna suck me with fangs
Need at least 3 hoes by my side
If I don't got that I don't feel right
God damn, my whole damn roster fine
What the fuck you know bout that life?
333 that's right, yeah, 333 that' right
Just bought the team a pint, now we geeked up like all night
I'm a rockstar only life that I know
Fine shit wanna po' up and give me dome
Fuck that trick, I wan' be by my lone
I don't let nobody get too close
Yeah
I'm on a whole 'nother level and shit
I got a gobblegum under my lip
I just buy guns and percs that's it
Yeah
I just buy guns and percs that's it
Yeah
She not taking no nap, I just fucked yo bitch

I 'member just flying in coach, now I be flying in private jets
I got a bad bitch wanna link, told fine shit come stretch that neck
I need at least like 15 K, tell the venue I won't do no less
And I got you bitch at my crib
First thing she said "what you tryna do next?"
Lil bitch, come give me face, then I gotta find my way to LA
Tryna geek up with my gang, then drop racks on new Balmains
I'm flexing everyday, feel like Nett, "we gon be ok"
Put them racks right to my face, bitch, I feel like Lil Tay