Tyler Herro
Lyrics
Stroke that bitch like I'm Tyler Herro (whoa, whoa, whoa)
Look at all my bank accounts, look at all these zeros (whoa)
Hit the hole hard, call me Deebo (like I'm Deebo)
Now she on her knees, praying, looking like she Tebow
I'm in the cut like a shank (yeah)
She give me dome like the Saints (woah)
Flipped that hoe just like a blade (skirt)
I like the way that she take it
I'm in the bank and I break it
Not like the news, I don't fake it
I got your hoe and she naked
She sat on my face and she caked it
Now she venting to me 'cause she felt like she nothing
Get that weight off your chest like a breast reduction
Always kept my poker face, never catch me bluffing
Hit it from the back, singing like she David Ruffin
Stroke that bitch like I'm Tyler Herro (whoa, whoa, whoa)
Look at all my bank accounts, look at all these zeros (whoa)
Hit the hole hard call me Deebo (like I'm Deebo)
Now she on her knees, praying, looking like she Tebow (Ayy)
Look inside my pocket, my shit filled with racks
I just left a Saks Fifth, and I just spent half of that
All this money, falling down, it's like I had an avalanche
And I don't wanna conversate if you ain't talking bout them racks
Pull up in a foreign, engine roaring, pull up back to back
Don't get in my feelings, no emotions, I just chase the sack
Shawty on a cocaine spaceship, I hope she make it back
All I see is zeros, and I got a lot of racks
Stroke that bitch like I'm Tyler Herro
Look at all my bank accounts, look at all these zeros (whoa)
Hit the hole hard, call me Deebo (like I'm Deebo)
Now she on her knees, praying, looking like she Tebow
Stroke that bitch like I'm Tyler Herro (whoa, whoa, whoa)
Look at all my bank accounts, look at all these zeros (whoa)
Hit the hole hard, call me Deebo (like I'm Deebo)
Now she on her knees, praying, looking like she Tebow
I'm in the cut like a shank (yeah)
She give me dome like the Saints (woah)
Flipped that hoe just like a blade (skirt)
I like the way that she take it
I'm in the bank and I break it
Not like the news, I don't fake it
I got your hoe and she naked
She sat on my face and she caked it
Now she venting to me 'cause she felt like she nothing
Get that weight off your chest like a breast reduction
Always kept my poker face, never catch me bluffing
Hit it from the back, singing like she David Ruffin
Stroke that bitch like I'm Tyler Herro (whoa, whoa, whoa)
Look at all my bank accounts, look at all these zeros (whoa)
Hit the hole hard call me Deebo (like I'm Deebo)
Now she on her knees, praying, looking like she Tebow (Ayy)
Look inside my pocket, my shit filled with racks
I just left a Saks Fifth, and I just spent half of that
All this money, falling down, it's like I had an avalanche
And I don't wanna conversate if you ain't talking bout them racks
Pull up in a foreign, engine roaring, pull up back to back
Don't get in my feelings, no emotions, I just chase the sack
Shawty on a cocaine spaceship, I hope she make it back
All I see is zeros, and I got a lot of racks
Stroke that bitch like I'm Tyler Herro
Look at all my bank accounts, look at all these zeros (whoa)
Hit the hole hard, call me Deebo (like I'm Deebo)
Now she on her knees, praying, looking like she Tebow
Writer(s): Jacob Posz
Copyright(s): Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
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