TIPTOE 3. Lyrics – i_isaac

TIPTOE 3. Lyrics by i_isaac

Part i: tiptoe 3
Antonio
I don’t know how to mix
Turn me up

Turn me up
Slicetea
Movin’ too hard, you can’t give me no tech
Cause i got my tec, and you ain’t no ref

I shoot from the corner like i’m steph
I’m ten toes down, make no wrong step (on god)
n#gg# got dropped, ain’t catch his breath
Grind everyday, gotta catch dat bread

99 problems, n#gg#s look at me crazy
Bands go up, my n#gg# you just lazy
f#ck that ugly #ss hoe named stacy
b#tch you’s a hoe, i don’t give two sh#ts

‘cause you getting railed by the n#gg# in corner
Big #ss white man, ugly #ss m#f#
I hope that white b#tch gon’ catch mono
Bipolar in head, i hope you feel me (feel me)

You ain’t seen sh#t, you best beliеve me (best bеlieve me)
I f#cked your broad, p#ss# wit s#men (s#men)
He think he tough, his dad a cop
I had to back off, ‘fore sh#t got rough (rough)

He a snitch, he a b#tch, a piece of sh#t (f#ck him)
That’s all he is, ‘cause he wit my old b#tch
Bullet wound on my opp, that sh#t gon’ deepen
I been waitin’ on lily treatment (eugh, eugh, eugh)

Name out your f#cking mouth
Creepin’ on your block, tip toe
Dropped fifty on a yacht, tip toe (tip toe)
Diamonds for my thot, rich hoe (rich hoe)

n#gg#s f#ck all the cops, b#tch hoes
n#gg# better not play, no nintendo
Out your f#cking mouth
Okay, i’m going to

Haters make me famous, and they know who i is
I’m vicious with they hands, and i’m precise with a stick
Any block, i’m pulling up, boy i swear i’m good
In that 86 fleet, and i’m grippin’ on wood

Got them {?} for they presi’s, pockets holdin’ them ghosts
Boy it’s clear i get butter, on they hit be the toast
She addicted to fame, she just wanna get close
Yeah you better use caution, and keep my name-

Out your f#cking mouth
Name out your f#cking mouth
Creepin’ on your block, tip toe
Dropped fifty on a yacht, tip toe (tip toe)

Diamonds for my thot, rich hoe (rich hoe)
n#gg#s f#ck all the cops, b#tch hoes
n#gg# better not play, no nintendo
Part ii: seven

Shoutout lindsey (auntie)
Shoutout the “no jose allowed” groupchat
Shoutout zoo (you too logan)
Shoutout manesh who made the beat

Shoutout deyontae, shoutout antonio
Shoutout sidney smith
Shoutout coleman, shoutout teo
We out slicetea

Uh, proton
Thought i had some hoes not responding to me lately
Don’t believe she loved me, not just for a second
She says she a dime, but that b#tch was a seven

That b#tch was a seven, she ain’t done sh#t
Diamonds real jewels, we done sh#t
White hoe mad about tiptoe., ain’t done sh#t (tiptoe)
We take this sh#t upper echelon, upper, upper, echelon

Diamonds on my all black credit ccard
I’m like jidion, i don’t need no rubber on (demarcus cousins)
Baddest biddy from the suburb, uh
And she got somethin’, somethin’ some done

Tiptoe 3, the first and the last
I got opps and i just passed class
We gon put all my n#gg#s on the map
We gon make it out the trap

And we gon’ rain confetti, yeah
Diamonds on my neck-y, yeah
(uh, uh, uh) diamonds on my neck-y, yeah
Why you so mad about tiptoe?

Why you so mad you got exposed with them messages?
I ain’t even do nun’ to you
Part iii: return to tiptoe
Tip toe, quiet now, bussdown, buy it now

Got a b#tch in chinatown, hit yo’ block, you cry aloud
Shots fly, entire town can hear your crew get ironed out
Everybody wanna be a banger
Make you dance, that’ll entertain us

Isaac and i on a yacht with an anchor
That’s yo’ girl? damn, bruh, i just banged her
You actin delirious
You a joke, why so serious?

Watch yo’ back, you duckin’ out
Keep our names out yo’ f#cking mouth (out your mouth)
Name out your f#cking mouth
Creepin’ on your block, tip toe

Dropped fifty on a yacht, tip toe (tip toe)
Diamonds for my thot, rich hoe (rich hoe)
n#gg#s f#ck all the cops, b#tch hoes
n#gg# better not play, no nintendo
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