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  1. [Intro]

    Lil TJay

    Uh

    [Verse 1]

    I pop out in all new designer

    Smellin' like Dolce Gabbana

    Rollin' up marijuana

    Ya bitch had me "Como te llamas?"

    Ya bitch, she ain't really a fronter (ooh)

    Know I could fuck if I wanna

    I might just tell her I love her

    I might just fuck her and dub her

    Last bitch I hit with a rubber (ooh)

    I could've bust on her covers

    Had too much respect for her mother

    Ain't wanna lay hands on her brother

    Flexing she all on my huevos (ooh)

    I just be chasing these pesos

    Told her I ain't tryna fuck now

    She said, "I'll still give you head though"

    So we went to go get a bottle (ooh)

    She said Ceretto Moscato

    Chillin', I'm all at her mouth wit' it

    I bust a nut and she swallowed
    Chorus]

    Put TYB on my resume

    Keep it real, boy, don't interrogate

    I fucked your bitch, I ain't hesitate

    Put TYB on my resume

    She was a average bitch anyway

    I left her then moved on to better things

    She was an average bitch anyway

    I left her then moved on to better things

    [Verse 2]

    Wassup, is you tryna get high today?

    'Cause I'ma need wings when I fly away

    I gassed her she thought she could ride my face

    She asked me when, I said "Yo no se"

    This money be comin' in every way

    I stay on my grind every-everyday

    That pussy be wetter than 7 lakes

    I beat it, she love how I treat it (yeah)

    I know I'm the shit I'm conceited (yeah)

    I got her addicted she need it (now)

    If I was a book she would it read it

    Say if I was a book she would read it

    I'm tryna come up with my mans though

    Ain't got no time for no damn hoe

    I kill her then leave her like Rambo

    I play bitches like the piano

    This money keep comin', got handfuls

    And niggas be hatin' they fans though

    I bug out on all instrumentals

    It might be my time, but I can't go

    So plenty of bitches got ran through

    I'm just that nigga, it's simple

    I love all the clout and attention

    That's why I'ma cop me a mansion

    This hustle don't come with a pension

    I'm working on shit I ain't mentioned

    I'm working on shit I ain't mentioned

    We working on shit I ain't mentioned

    [Chorus]

    Put TYB on my resume

    Keep it real, boy, don't interrogate

    I fucked your bitch, I ain't hesitate

    Put TYB on my resume

    She was a average bitch anyway

    I left her then moved on to better things

    She was an average bitch anyway

    I left her then moved on to better things

    [Verse 3]

    Down

    Up my niggas, don't come in between

    Yeah, that's your bitch, but she comin' with me

    She like my 'fro so she fuck with my team

    She like the print that she see in my jeans

    She said, "I'm different," I'm like, "What you mean?"

    Shorty keep calling, I'm letting it ring

    All she gon' say is, "I'm doing my thing"

    Got us all some while I'm chasing my dream

    Started off hungry like Jack and the Bean

    Hurt me to say that I'm drug to the fiends

    I'ma get money that's by any means

    Not worried 'bout niggas that's worried 'bout me

    Yeah, I'm from Ryer and 183

    Used to be deep now nobody free

    Do it for Smelly, I do it for E

    Bitches on me and I don't give a fuck

    Sometimes I feel like it's all about us

    Free all my niggas, I'm turning shit up

    Codeine with the Sprite no ice in my cup

    Yo' bitch finessing my dick like a dutch

    TYB Season I'm home and it's here

    I take yo bitch anytime of the year

    Boutta take off and I'm switching my gear

    Only 16 and I'm on my way there

    Niggas be hating I really don't care

    Niggas be hating I really don't care

    I really don't care
    [Chorus]

    Put TYB on my resume

    Keep it real, boy, don't interrogate

    I fucked your bitch, I ain't hesitate

    Put TYB on my resume

    She was a average bitch anyway

    I left her then moved on to better things

    She was an average bitch anyway

    I left her then moved on to better things

    [Outro]

    Yeah

    Yeah, yeah, yeah

    Got up out my burkin, It's workin

    She said she a virgin, it's hurtin'

    She my biggest fan, she always lurkin'

    And she know I'ma man, I'ma put that work in

    And I know she can't stand me, I'm fancy

    So I'ma bring her out when I get my Grammy

    Late night sex, she can't find her panties

    I couldn't hold it in, now she need a Plan B

    His bitch need a Plan B

    Lil TJay fancy

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