Exploring themes of wealth, indulgence, and the complexities of relationships, this track delves into the lives of those who navigate fame and fortune. The lyrics oscillate between lavish spending on luxury items and personal connections that seem influenced by financial status. The repeated mentions of "Tussin," a reference to cough syrup often used recreationally, suggest a coping mechanism for dealing with the pressures and superficiality encountered in high-profile environments. Through their verses, NAV and Young Thug reflect on the dual nature of their lifestyles—highlighting both the allure of materialism and the underlying challenges it brings to genuine human interaction.
Tussin
Lyrics
Yeah, I been drinkin' on Tuss, yeah (yeah)
You gave this money, had to make him hush (hush), yeah (ayy)
I hit a shot before the shot clock (shot clock)
I spent a quarter on a watch (quarter on a watch)
I drip my main bitch down in Ross (yeah)
Put a side bitch in Gucci socks
I got my main bitch a Patek yeah (Patek)
Got my side bitch a Gucci watch (oh, yeah)
I spent a chicken on my neck, yeah (yeah)
I'm watching all these birdies flock (oh)
That '63 cost me two hundred G's (AMG)
I suggest that you should ride with me
Feels like my flaws are all you ever see (all you see)
Just take it easy, it ain't easy being me (yeah)
Besides the money, what you want me for?
You got everything they got in store (you got everything)
But when you met me, said you didn't want a penny
Blew a bag and bought you twenty
I been drinkin' on Tuss, yeah (yeah)
You gave this money, had to make him hush (hush), yeah
I hit a shot before the shot clock (shot clock)
I spent a quarter on a watch (quarter on a watch)
I drip my main bitch down in Ross (yeah)
Put a side bitch in Gucci socks
And my people told me god damn, people told me
I was spendin' too much money inside the clubs
And I told them, um
I don't know what I gotta tell 'em, know what I'm sayin'?
I think it's the high power drugs, know what I'm talkin' bout?
Wanna catch a XO vibe? Well, it's fine by me
Gotta give your phone up, you gotta show ID (XO)
There's not a lot of bitches that would stand by me (yeah)
So there's not a lot of bitches that could stand by me (yeah)
Soon as I find a girl that get along with me
I'ma fill her bag with hundreds and a lot of twenties (yeah)
(Yeah) I bought you Gucci Joggers and they got a lil' crease
The Prada jogger suit cost twelve Tech-Fleece
Fuck you face-to-face so I could feel your heart beat (heart beat)
Say you wanna see me (yeah)
I could fly you out, I'll put you on the next seat
(Yeah) yeah, yeah, huh
And you know everything on me
You got some high Chanel boots on you
You look just like my rich auntie
She was the first person wearing Blondie
I used to want to fuck my auntie
They used to call her Key-Girl
She sold bricks and she a low-key murderer
I been drinkin' on Tuss
Writer(s): Amir Esmalilian, Ezkiel Isiah Henry, Jacob Atl Jacob Canady, Jeffrey Lamar Williams, Mohkrom Singh Bhangal, Navraj Goraya
Copyright(s): Lyrics © GREAT SOUTH BAY MUSIC GROUP INC, BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Reservoir Media Management, Inc., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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