No no no no no
But tonight she my tequila girl
My tequila girl
Support is key
But tonight she my tequila girl
TGO shit man
No no no
Squad aye
Tha function smell like hunnits so yu kno I came
VIP don't need to see ID they kno my name
Bro insane everyday his birthday he gon blow that flame
Lois lane she kno don't soup her man up he can't go wit gang
We in that continental
That money on tha mental
Ain't have no one to vent to
Let me tell yu wat I been thru
Nigga like me don't really needa girl
But yea tonight she my Tequila girl
Spilled my cup,
But shit happens in tha club
Gotta stain on these balmains
I rather that than fall in love
I do tha most girl
I could show yu how it goes girl
Her hair straight I make her toes curl oh girl
I gotta get back to my partners
We ain't worried bout no opp cuz
They gon dodge us like some chargers
She ain't kno wat livin mean but finna see that niggas me n I toldcha,
Ain't gotta get tha keys we hit tha scene wit limousine n chauffeurs
Tha function smell like hunnits so yu kno I came
VIP don't need to see ID they kno my name
Bro insane everyday his birthday he gon blow that flame
Lois lane she kno don't soup her man up he can't go wit gang
We in that continental
That money on tha mental
Ain't have no one to vent to
Let me tell yu wat I been thru
Nigga like me don't really needa girl
But yea tonight she my Tequila girl
Ion see no leds but I'm still in tha light
Gotta watch out fa tha feds cuz im still in this life
Thass why i told bro always keep his chin up but not ina fight
Nowadays its seemin like tha winners one who bring tha pipe
Like shid waddup
She said boy yu always sharp i said all I know is cut up
Girl I only like ya mouth open for one reason bih shuddup
Luh my uncle like im scooby he been scrappin since a pup
He cant stay out tha streets
She safe around these gs
As Soon as we lay down in sheets
It's up Got her face down she eats
Ima Pull up in dat Swiss beats oh yu fancy huh
Got my Pockets filled wit Swiss cheese she tryn pants me huh
Tha function smell like hunnits so yu kno I came
VIP don't need to see ID they kno my name
Bro insane everyday his birthday he gon blow that flame
Lois lane she kno don't soup her man up he can't go wit gang
We in that continental
That money on tha mental
Ain't have no one to vent to
Let me tell yu wat I been thru
Nigga like me don't really needa girl
But yea tonight she my Tequila girl
I'm a f*ckin dog just wana let you know
This not on the low ima make it known
So when you see me witta baddie f*ck you trippin for
Gotta lotta hoes so baby let it go,
I'm not a playa I just crush a lot it's set in stone
Tequila girls all they want Don Julio
Take a shot I pour it in her mouth n grab her by the throat
A lotta money thrown so much money's gettin old
Cash what we doin
So much foreigns we speakin fluent
Catchin W's we ain't losin
All the city girls f*ckin wit our music
Real niggas gon respect tha movement
Anchor gang all my niggas ruthless
Act dumb yu get shot stupid
Act dumb yu get shot stupid
Tha function smell like hunnits so yu kno I came
VIP don't need to see ID they kno my name
Bro insane everyday his birthday he gon blow that flame
Lois lane she kno don't soup her man up he can't go wit gang
We in that continental
That money on tha mental
Ain't have no one to vent to
Let me tell yu wat I been thru
Nigga like me don't really needa girl
But yea tonight she my Tequila girl
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No no no no no
But tonight she my tequila girl
My tequila girl
Support is key
But tonight she my tequila girl
TGO shit man
No no no
Squad aye
Tha function smell like hunnits so yu kno I came
VIP don't need to see ID they kno my name
Bro insane everyday his birthday he gon blow that flame
Lois lane she kno don't soup her man up he can't go wit gang
We in that continental
That money on tha mental
Ain't have no one to vent to
Let me tell yu wat I been thru
Nigga like me don't really needa girl
But yea tonight she my Tequila girl
Spilled my cup,
But shit happens in tha club
Gotta stain on these balmains
I rather that than fall in love
I do tha most girl
I could show yu how it goes girl
Her hair straight I make her toes curl oh girl
I gotta get back to my partners
We ain't worried bout no opp cuz
They gon dodge us like some chargers
She ain't kno wat livin mean but finna see that niggas me n I toldcha,
Ain't gotta get tha keys we hit tha scene wit limousine n chauffeurs
Tha function smell like hunnits so yu kno I came
VIP don't need to see ID they kno my name
Bro insane everyday his birthday he gon blow that flame
Lois lane she kno don't soup her man up he can't go wit gang
We in that continental
That money on tha mental
Ain't have no one to vent to
Let me tell yu wat I been thru
Nigga like me don't really needa girl
But yea tonight she my Tequila girl
Ion see no leds but I'm still in tha light
Gotta watch out fa tha feds cuz im still in this life
Thass why i told bro always keep his chin up but not ina fight
Nowadays its seemin like tha winners one who bring tha pipe
Like shid waddup
She said boy yu always sharp i said all I know is cut up
Girl I only like ya mouth open for one reason bih shuddup
Luh my uncle like im scooby he been scrappin since a pup
He cant stay out tha streets
She safe around these gs
As Soon as we lay down in sheets
It's up Got her face down she eats
Ima Pull up in dat Swiss beats oh yu fancy huh
Got my Pockets filled wit Swiss cheese she tryn pants me huh
Tha function smell like hunnits so yu kno I came
VIP don't need to see ID they kno my name
Bro insane everyday his birthday he gon blow that flame
Lois lane she kno don't soup her man up he can't go wit gang
We in that continental
That money on tha mental
Ain't have no one to vent to
Let me tell yu wat I been thru
Nigga like me don't really needa girl
But yea tonight she my Tequila girl
I'm a f*ckin dog just wana let you know
This not on the low ima make it known
So when you see me witta baddie f*ck you trippin for
Gotta lotta hoes so baby let it go,
I'm not a playa I just crush a lot it's set in stone
Tequila girls all they want Don Julio
Take a shot I pour it in her mouth n grab her by the throat
A lotta money thrown so much money's gettin old
Cash what we doin
So much foreigns we speakin fluent
Catchin W's we ain't losin
All the city girls f*ckin wit our music
Real niggas gon respect tha movement
Anchor gang all my niggas ruthless
Act dumb yu get shot stupid
Act dumb yu get shot stupid
Tha function smell like hunnits so yu kno I came
VIP don't need to see ID they kno my name
Bro insane everyday his birthday he gon blow that flame
Lois lane she kno don't soup her man up he can't go wit gang
We in that continental
That money on tha mental
Ain't have no one to vent to
Let me tell yu wat I been thru
Nigga like me don't really needa girl
But yea tonight she my Tequila girl
But tonight she my tequila girl
My tequila girl
Support is key
But tonight she my tequila girl
TGO shit man
No no no
Squad aye
Tha function smell like hunnits so yu kno I came
VIP don't need to see ID they kno my name
Bro insane everyday his birthday he gon blow that flame
Lois lane she kno don't soup her man up he can't go wit gang
We in that continental
That money on tha mental
Ain't have no one to vent to
Let me tell yu wat I been thru
Nigga like me don't really needa girl
But yea tonight she my Tequila girl
Spilled my cup,
But shit happens in tha club
Gotta stain on these balmains
I rather that than fall in love
I do tha most girl
I could show yu how it goes girl
Her hair straight I make her toes curl oh girl
I gotta get back to my partners
We ain't worried bout no opp cuz
They gon dodge us like some chargers
She ain't kno wat livin mean but finna see that niggas me n I toldcha,
Ain't gotta get tha keys we hit tha scene wit limousine n chauffeurs
Tha function smell like hunnits so yu kno I came
VIP don't need to see ID they kno my name
Bro insane everyday his birthday he gon blow that flame
Lois lane she kno don't soup her man up he can't go wit gang
We in that continental
That money on tha mental
Ain't have no one to vent to
Let me tell yu wat I been thru
Nigga like me don't really needa girl
But yea tonight she my Tequila girl
Ion see no leds but I'm still in tha light
Gotta watch out fa tha feds cuz im still in this life
Thass why i told bro always keep his chin up but not ina fight
Nowadays its seemin like tha winners one who bring tha pipe
Like shid waddup
She said boy yu always sharp i said all I know is cut up
Girl I only like ya mouth open for one reason bih shuddup
Luh my uncle like im scooby he been scrappin since a pup
He cant stay out tha streets
She safe around these gs
As Soon as we lay down in sheets
It's up Got her face down she eats
Ima Pull up in dat Swiss beats oh yu fancy huh
Got my Pockets filled wit Swiss cheese she tryn pants me huh
Tha function smell like hunnits so yu kno I came
VIP don't need to see ID they kno my name
Bro insane everyday his birthday he gon blow that flame
Lois lane she kno don't soup her man up he can't go wit gang
We in that continental
That money on tha mental
Ain't have no one to vent to
Let me tell yu wat I been thru
Nigga like me don't really needa girl
But yea tonight she my Tequila girl
I'm a f*ckin dog just wana let you know
This not on the low ima make it known
So when you see me witta baddie f*ck you trippin for
Gotta lotta hoes so baby let it go,
I'm not a playa I just crush a lot it's set in stone
Tequila girls all they want Don Julio
Take a shot I pour it in her mouth n grab her by the throat
A lotta money thrown so much money's gettin old
Cash what we doin
So much foreigns we speakin fluent
Catchin W's we ain't losin
All the city girls f*ckin wit our music
Real niggas gon respect tha movement
Anchor gang all my niggas ruthless
Act dumb yu get shot stupid
Act dumb yu get shot stupid
Tha function smell like hunnits so yu kno I came
VIP don't need to see ID they kno my name
Bro insane everyday his birthday he gon blow that flame
Lois lane she kno don't soup her man up he can't go wit gang
We in that continental
That money on tha mental
Ain't have no one to vent to
Let me tell yu wat I been thru
Nigga like me don't really needa girl
But yea tonight she my Tequila girl
Writer: Joshua Massey
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid