Xtra Credits, Hennessy - Tight AF Lyrics

His hair WACK
His gear WACK
His jewelry WACK
His foot stance WACK
The way that he talks WACK
The way he doesn't even like to smile WACK
Me? I'm tight AS F*CK
I work hard I'm on my grind
I got yo back but who got mine
South sac city I’m reppin' that 9
I do look good and I did take time
I’m the design you cannot f*ck with my rhyme yo flow is on the decline
I'm on a high it’s my turn
Watch out lil B**ch don’t kill my vibe
I’m dat guy I could take weeks off
Spazz hard til the beats off
My stocks up no see saw
Nouveau Riche wit that reach god
Child’s play like ring toss you new ni**as weak sauce
Let me season up that rice pilaf slide off in the stang and peel off
Lean on it but clean on it
I cook it up while you fiend for it
Intoxicate when I breathe on it
Why the fuck you think I got Heam on it
Go looney , don’t like that then sue me
You funny but not Paul Mooney
Facts of life no Blair no Toootie
Gas on the track like it’s my duty
Flow got bling like a bright red ruby
1 whole take that’s how I ran thru it
Modern day Mozart boy I got music
Game winnin' shot n yo a** just blew it
Now ya gone fishin' you forgot the whole damn mission young god wit that old vision
Eagle eye perfect shoot with precision been what the games been missin' no kiddin '
Proofs in the puddin'
I'm tight as f*ck, I'm tight as f*ck, I'm tight as f*ck (Ayyyee)
I'm tight as f*ck, I'm tight as f*ck, I'm tight as f*ck (Ayyyee)
I'm tight as f*ck, I'm tight as f*ck, I'm tight as f*ck (Ayyyee)
I'm tight as f*ck, I'm tight as f*ck, I'm tight as f*ck
Yeah ni**as want to me, yeah I make it look easy, tell Stevie don't wonder
Why ni**as can't see me (Yeah)
I'm tight as f*ck, I'm tight as f*ck, I'm tight as f*ck (Ayyyee)
I'm tight as f*ck, I'm tight as f*ck, I'm tight as f*ck
Sit back relax take whiff of what I’m burnin'
Allow me to have yo attention I don’t mean to be a burden
The vanguard live light but I f*ck hard
Uneasy and unruly don’t make me pull yo trump card
Tell ya daughter don’t date me but baby think I’m stylin'
Marriage couldn’t even tame me why you think I’m always wildin'
Colossal like a mastodon dope as f*ck pass it on
On anything that I’m spazzin' on I’m pourin' out my passion on
No question boy I go dat boy Xtra he go crazy he amazing boy I know
And they wonder why I’m shinnin’ tell em timing boy I glow
Lord willing lords able Free Game that’s the label
We keep slicin' that pie up you want crumbs off the table
Shut up butter my bagel for the team I’m defense Mike Vrabel
Levelin' up on stage 10 surrounded by bars I’m caged in
Drippin' wet that sauce on me must be success I can taste it
Take the track I boss on it it’s Xtra exclamation
I'm tight as f*ck, I'm tight as f*ck, I'm tight as f*ck (Ayyyee)
I'm tight as f*ck, I'm tight as f*ck, I'm tight as f*ck (Ayyyee)
I'm tight as f*ck, I'm tight as f*ck, I'm tight as f*ck (Ayyyee)
I'm tight as f*ck, I'm tight as f*ck, I'm tight as f*ck
Yeah ni**as want to be me, yeah I make it look easy, tell Stevie don't wonder
Why ni**as can't see me (Yeah)
I'm tight as f*ck, I'm tight as f*ck, I'm tight as f*ck (Ayyyee)
I'm tight as f*ck, I'm tight as f*ck, I'm tight as f*ck
Alright mic me up I don't
Need somebody to hype me up
I turn tracks into gold I got the Midas touch
I'm dope I ain't jokin' I'm tight as f*ck
Just get at me I'll come and wake the cypher up
Have the whole circle shocked like lightning struck
I'm on my own hype ain't nobody like me bruh
You'd want to tap in before the price go up
Them ni**as might be cold but they ain't sicker than me
Expect to get something different when you listen to me
And I need all my chippers I dont be spittin' for free
And if you ain't on my level you cant kick it with me
I be flippin' these beats so ridiculously
All these b**ches be wanting to take a picture with me
They ni**as mad cause they ain't in the same position as me
F*ck them ni**as them ni**as don't want no issues with me nah
I hope you gettin' yours cause I'm gettin' mine
Otherwise you get ignored when you hit my line
Contemplate ways to make some more money all the time
You would think I own a skateboard way I'm on my grind yeah
So while you focus on what sh*ts the dopest
I hustle like I just got an eviction notice
Yeah I am fiend for the green I got an addiction
Thinkin' Heam ain't got no chicken you got to be trippin'
Everything I do is extra raw and I look extra big when I stand next to y'all
It ain't my fault I'm better than the rest of y'all my life is extra good
So I ain't stressed at all
They praying on my downfall but it ain't gon' happen
If I say it then I mean it know I aint just rappin'
I imagine you ain't never heard this type of stuff
It's like magic when I write hoe I'm tight as f*ck

His hair WACK
His gear WACK
His jewelry WACK
His foot stance WACK
The way that he talks WACK
The way he doesn't even like to smile WACK
Me? I'm tight AS F*CK
I work hard I'm on my grind
I got yo back but who got mine
South sac city I’m reppin' that 9
I do look good and I did take time
I’m the design you cannot f*ck with my rhyme yo flow is on the decline
I'm on a high it’s my turn
Watch out lil B**ch don’t kill my vibe
I’m dat guy I could take weeks off
Spazz hard til the beats off
My stocks up no see saw
Nouveau Riche wit that reach god
Child’s play like ring toss you new ni**as weak sauce
Let me season up that rice pilaf slide off in the stang and peel off
Lean on it but clean on it
I cook it up while you fiend for it
Intoxicate when I breathe on it
Why the fuck you think I got Heam on it
Go looney , don’t like that then sue me
You funny but not Paul Mooney
Facts of life no Blair no Toootie
Gas on the track like it’s my duty
Flow got bling like a bright red ruby
1 whole take that’s how I ran thru it
Modern day Mozart boy I got music
Game winnin' shot n yo a** just blew it
Now ya gone fishin' you forgot the whole damn mission young god wit that old vision
Eagle eye perfect shoot with precision been what the games been missin' no kiddin '
Proofs in the puddin'
I'm tight as f*ck, I'm tight as f*ck, I'm tight as f*ck (Ayyyee)
I'm tight as f*ck, I'm tight as f*ck, I'm tight as f*ck (Ayyyee)
I'm tight as f*ck, I'm tight as f*ck, I'm tight as f*ck (Ayyyee)
I'm tight as f*ck, I'm tight as f*ck, I'm tight as f*ck
Yeah ni**as want to me, yeah I make it look easy, tell Stevie don't wonder
Why ni**as can't see me (Yeah)
I'm tight as f*ck, I'm tight as f*ck, I'm tight as f*ck (Ayyyee)
I'm tight as f*ck, I'm tight as f*ck, I'm tight as f*ck
Sit back relax take whiff of what I’m burnin'
Allow me to have yo attention I don’t mean to be a burden
The vanguard live light but I f*ck hard
Uneasy and unruly don’t make me pull yo trump card
Tell ya daughter don’t date me but baby think I’m stylin'
Marriage couldn’t even tame me why you think I’m always wildin'
Colossal like a mastodon dope as f*ck pass it on
On anything that I’m spazzin' on I’m pourin' out my passion on
No question boy I go dat boy Xtra he go crazy he amazing boy I know
And they wonder why I’m shinnin’ tell em timing boy I glow
Lord willing lords able Free Game that’s the label
We keep slicin' that pie up you want crumbs off the table
Shut up butter my bagel for the team I’m defense Mike Vrabel
Levelin' up on stage 10 surrounded by bars I’m caged in
Drippin' wet that sauce on me must be success I can taste it
Take the track I boss on it it’s Xtra exclamation
I'm tight as f*ck, I'm tight as f*ck, I'm tight as f*ck (Ayyyee)
I'm tight as f*ck, I'm tight as f*ck, I'm tight as f*ck (Ayyyee)
I'm tight as f*ck, I'm tight as f*ck, I'm tight as f*ck (Ayyyee)
I'm tight as f*ck, I'm tight as f*ck, I'm tight as f*ck
Yeah ni**as want to be me, yeah I make it look easy, tell Stevie don't wonder
Why ni**as can't see me (Yeah)
I'm tight as f*ck, I'm tight as f*ck, I'm tight as f*ck (Ayyyee)
I'm tight as f*ck, I'm tight as f*ck, I'm tight as f*ck
Alright mic me up I don't
Need somebody to hype me up
I turn tracks into gold I got the Midas touch
I'm dope I ain't jokin' I'm tight as f*ck
Just get at me I'll come and wake the cypher up
Have the whole circle shocked like lightning struck
I'm on my own hype ain't nobody like me bruh
You'd want to tap in before the price go up
Them ni**as might be cold but they ain't sicker than me
Expect to get something different when you listen to me
And I need all my chippers I dont be spittin' for free
And if you ain't on my level you cant kick it with me
I be flippin' these beats so ridiculously
All these b**ches be wanting to take a picture with me
They ni**as mad cause they ain't in the same position as me
F*ck them ni**as them ni**as don't want no issues with me nah
I hope you gettin' yours cause I'm gettin' mine
Otherwise you get ignored when you hit my line
Contemplate ways to make some more money all the time
You would think I own a skateboard way I'm on my grind yeah
So while you focus on what sh*ts the dopest
I hustle like I just got an eviction notice
Yeah I am fiend for the green I got an addiction
Thinkin' Heam ain't got no chicken you got to be trippin'
Everything I do is extra raw and I look extra big when I stand next to y'all
It ain't my fault I'm better than the rest of y'all my life is extra good
So I ain't stressed at all
They praying on my downfall but it ain't gon' happen
If I say it then I mean it know I aint just rappin'
I imagine you ain't never heard this type of stuff
It's like magic when I write hoe I'm tight as f*ck