This track is a confident and unapologetic assertion of the artist's lifestyle. The lyrics depict a life filled with money, women, and a carefree attitude towards authority. "Tony Thot" refers to a woman who tries to impress the singer but he remains nonchalant about her efforts. The reference to 'sippin' on that haterade' suggests that the artist is indifferent to criticism and instead focuses on making money. There's also an element of humor in the song, with playful lines like 'I'm postin' with your mommy.' Overall, it is a playful yet assertive anthem of living life on one's own terms without worrying about societal norms or expectations. 😎
tony thot
Lyrics
She tryna pull a vert on my half pipe, Tony Thot
Money flourish in my bank account and it don't stop
Tryna jugg a piss, got stopped screw a chick cop
Yo officer, I'm sorry, y'know I'll stop
Sippin' on that haterade, sippin' on that haterade
I'm tryna get the money so I can make it precipitate
Scribing all these bars, but I mumble when I dictate
I'm postin' with your mommy, that's the reason why she was so late
Thottie be so hot, she melt me just like ice
She tryna give me top, but I ain't tryna stay the night
Bout my money, 'bout my cheese though
Roll the bank roll
Call it Play-Doh
I'm a saint though
So I hit it from the back, obtuse that's an angle
Got a fresh chain silver piece let it dangle
Dibble dabble little paddle, I'm floating on the lean
My mama always told me yeah you better eat your beans
Yeah I'm really bout my scary movies 'cause I like my freaks
Yeah my rap game like a mountain and your barely on the peak
Gang gang, let my chain swang, check my shoe game
Your soggy like a wonton, bitch were'd you go wrong
Peter Pan, Raf they Stans, girl you got a mans
Peter Pan, Peter Xan, I don't fuck with Xans
I need some EPO
'Cause I don't like cardio
Why she call me daddio?
'Cause she want my lance, oh what?
She tryna pull a vert on my half pipe, Tony Thot
Money flourish in my bank account and it don't stop
Tryna jugg a piss, got stopped screw a chick cop
Yo officer, I'm sorry, y'know I'll stop
Sippin' on that haterade, sippin' on that haterade
I'm tryna get the money so I can make it precipitate
Scribing all these bars, but I mumble when I dictate
I'm postin' with your mommy, that's the reason why she was so late
Tryna pull a vert on my half pipe, Tony Thot
Money flourish in my bank account and it don't stop
Tryna pull a vert on my half pipe, Tony Thot (bbno$)
Money flourish in my bank account and it don't stop
Ayy, ayy
Ayy, ayy
Ayy, ayy
Ayy, ayy
Writer(s): Garrett Hartnell, Alexander Gumuchian
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
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