T.D (Explicit)

T.D (Explicit) - Lil Yachty/Tierra Whack/A$AP Rocky/Tyler, The Creator

Lyrics by：Tierra Whack/Miles Parks McCollum/Samuel Gloade/Rakim Mayers/Tyler Okonma/Pharrell Williams/Seiji Kameyama/Verbal/Ryo-Z/Ilmari

Composed by：Tierra Whack/Miles Parks McCollum/Samuel Gloade/Rakim Mayers/Tyler Okonma/Pharrell Williams/Seiji Kameyama/Verbal/Ryo-Z/Ilmari

Lil Yachty：

Woah

I'm in this b***h like ayy d**n

I'm in this b***h like ayy

I'm in this b***h like ayy

Lil Boat

I'm in this b***h like ayy

I'm in his b***h like ayy

I'ma need me a minute before I walk in ayy

I'ma need me a b***h before it turn ten uh

I'ma need me a front and backend all cash stacked in

Rappin' around town and I'm downtown

Big boy gat I don't back down

Take a b***h yeah I got a sack now

F**kin' bad b***hes I'll blow a b***h back now

F**k

Lil Yachty/A$AP Rocky：

Woah

I'm in this b***h like ayy d**n

I'm in this b***h like ayy

I'm in this b***h like ayy

Lil Boat

I'm in this b***h like ayy

I'm in his b***h like ayy

Uh I'm in his b***h

A$AP Rocky：

Back to the bando

I Tokyo Drift like the sample

When s**t wasn't sweet and so simple

When it was just churches and candles

We ain't have no Turks and no Caicos

Nah

No fresh pedicure for the sandals

Nah

We learned how to pedal no handles

Back when we traveled

We trapped and we peddled right front of the Santos

Uh

Like who wanna match I'm runnin' the maps

I run it like laps they runnin' in last

I might overlap and won't double back 'cause my past is my past

They all from my path and part on my back

She wanted a bag wanted some Raf

Mines came with a name hers came with some change

We want the same thing let's not get offtrack

Yeah uh uh

I'm up in that b***h skatin'

Skatin'

My wrist alone is the Ritz I'm sayin'

Bling

Super Saiyan blonde her lacefront on

Uh

N***a don't make me wait too long

Yeah

Flippin' rates of that Grey Poupon

I play you food for all

My b***h watch VH-1 first sixty days RuPaul

She been around Tyler way too long

Tyler/The Creator：

Um

It's young T and he be that boy

I talk death but I don't like guns

I talk love but I don't got none

They talk charts but they don't got one

You got a stage then it's one-point-one for one hour

N***as came second to me they so sour

Had a slow climb that's why they all doubt 'em

And still came out on top now that's power

Uh

F**k they respect I won't miss a step I won't intercept

The tip of my tongue

I still got my soul and still got the check like

Bling bling b***h I feel like Juvie

Raw as f**k b***h I feel like sushi

Watch Blank Face and feel like Groovy

Neck lookin' like a thot in labor

But it's goin' up like it's an escalator

Boys goin' down like Titanic sailor

Yachty here and him from Decatur

Flacko freer than a Costco plate of them samples n***a

I'm ample huh

When that suit come on I throw a tantrum

Hoo

That's Igor Igor he a hot potato

Y'all small fries for example n***a um

Don't run with the ride-a-long n***a

I'm a catalog I'm a human Adderall

Little a*s b***h nah you ain't in my category

Unicorn rare better put a saddle on n***a

Y'all rappity-rap y'all critically 'claimed they gassin' you up

I went to your show and took little nap

Trash

That's why we not in the same bracket of tax

I'm that n***a b***h

Tierra Whack：

I did it all with the passion I'm a god in this fashion

N***as tryna fit in with their arms in the jacket

Ugh

Had to pull myself together like it's all elastic

Got the heart of a dragon I'm a star call me Patrick

Heard the b***h was talkin' s**t so I caught him in traffic

I'm the type to walk in your house and s**t on your mattress

Slow down you're spitting everywhere ugh

I'm good you could take it all away

Yeah

I'm God you follow me 'cause I know the way

God

I'm in Philly and we all fly

Huh

If we don't got the whip we do the walk-by

Yee

On your new picture we archive

Ugh

If we cross paths leave you cross-eyed

Had to slap a b***h chose the wrong side

Ooh

Mob ties b***h you get hog-tied you chose the wrong side

Mrs. Whack I love your flow nobody rhymin' like that

Had to clean out my trunk to put your mom in the back

The cops pulled me over they don't know your mom in the back

Big Whack makin' n***as take herbal and naps

These h*es can't rap they need a permanent pack

I ain't f**kin' with you boys need the cervical cap

Okay I'm bored

Okay I'm tired

Sleepy huh

Lil Yachty：

Yeah I don't wanna be like nobody else

Else

Lookin' so good I might ride myself

Self

Realize I gotta hide the wealth

Wealth

Told bro it's okay to be rich and stealth

Yee

Twenty-two I might go f**k a MILF

MILF

My twin sisters both white as milk

Milk

Maybach inside came soft as silk

Silk

Put a b***h on the molly now she tilt

This b***h been killed built like a crushed can

Makin' rap friends more sketch than a white van

Billionaire Boat more freedom than a white man

F**kin' on a b***h and she sound like a hype man

Lookin' for a fly n***a I'm what you type in

Go

Been counted out since I could count

Yes

Got a public and a private account

Yes

For my bank and not my Insta' b***h