Lose It - MadeinTYO

I’m 'bout to lose it, oh

I’m 'bout to lose it, hey

I’m 'bout to lose it, hey

I’m 'bout to lose it, yah-yah

I’m 'bout to lose it, hey

I’m 'bout to lose it, oh

I’m 'bout to lose it, yah

Gettin' the guap, makin' it pop

Droppin' the top, hey

I made a lot, never a drought

Pussy is wet, I’m ringin' it out

I don’t got shovels I’m diggin' a route, woah-woah-woah

Give me some brain, what you thinkin' about?

Man it’s straight, K Swisha with the 808, oh

Palm tree, Miami, yup I’m gainin' weight, skrt

Baby top, give me that, yup I need that face

Baby top, give me that, yup I need that face

If I buy that new i3 will you ride then?

Three stacks on the Louie bag, no problem

I wear Chanel like woah-woah

Diamonds, they lighter than lightbulbs

My pockets do need a tummy tuck

Heard these lil' niggas, they fuckin' up

I’m gettin' money like what the fuck

She my lil' rider no matter what

She my lil' rider no matter what

She my lil' rider no matter what

I’m gettin' money like what the fuck

She my lil' rider no matter what

She my lil' rider no matter what

She my lil' rider no matter what

Hey, yah, oh

Count up the money and bag it

Count up the money and bag it

Count up the money and bag it

Oh, yah

Count up the money and bag it

Count up the money and bag it

Count up the money and bag it

Yah, yah, oh

Hey man niggas thought I had one

Niggas thought I couldn’t come back with somethin'

Nigga you out your mind

Oh, yah, yah, yah, oh, yah, yah, yah

Skrt-skrt, oh

I’m 'bout to lose it, yah

I’m 'bout to lose it, oh

I’m 'bout to lose it, yah-yah, oh

I’m 'bout to lose it

I’m 'bout to lose it, yah

I’m 'bout to lose it, yah

Switch, switch, swerve

I give that bitch what she deserve

I ain’t fuckin' with a bird

Louis duffel full of herb

I need that 'Rari by the curb

I need that 'Rari by the curb

Pull up to the scene, you know a nigga skate

If I bend her over then you know a nigga paint

Yeah I did it with my squad and they said I can’t

Actin' like you hard, ugh-ugh, no he ain’t

Yeah, yeah, uh, I’m 'bout to lose it

Watch how I do it, these niggas stupid

I did it easy, woah, theme niggas sleazy, woo

My niggas greasy, woo, yeah, my niggas greasy, woo

Gosha on my chest, hold up, nigga, flex

Ratchet bitch, ya, she put on the set

I’m brazy, they know it, she wanna throw it

Hop out a whip, hop out a whip, I blow it

Yah, yah, I’m gon' blow her mind

Oh, oh, I’m gon' blow her mind

Yeah, damn, that’s your girl she’s so fine

Yah, oh, Imma blow her mind

That shit cray

That shit brazy

Yah, yah, yah, oh, skrt-skrt