Da Looda & BobMob - Tippy Toes Lyrics

Ayy ayy (Skrrt)
Ayy ayy ayy ayy
She on her tippy toes (Tippy toes tippy toes)
Yeah yeah

She on her tippy toes
That was a week ago
Who you gon' run up on
Put that bitch in the trunk and leave in the dark
She got plastic ass, she lookin' like mold
My mama's on fleek, she lookin' like gold
My crib so big, got too many hoes
All y'all so wack, you sound like frogs
She fresh out the Benz, now she on her toes yeah
Diamonds so cold like I'm livin' in the poles, yeah
Yeah, I fell in love with diamonds, I don't f*ck with golds yeah
Actin' like ghost, I'm gone I bust out the doors, yeah
Off-White Nike shoes, Virgil Abloh, yeah

Hopped on a beat, yeah I made a f*ckin' hit
Made a million dollars in a week now I'm rich
Yeah I'm livin' lavish, yeah they call me selfish
Spent two thousand on a bag
What is wrong with this?
What is wrong with me?
Shawty hit my line, be my boo, what you think 'bout this?
Get up on my nerves, you get mad when I talk my shit
Came from rags to riches, now I'm back with another thing (with another thing)
Y'all rockin' with me 'cause I'm in a nascar
Yeah, I'm gonna rob a bank when I put my mask on
In Amiri jeas, yeah I just feel like a rockstar
Yeah, she on her tip-tippy toes like a popstar

She on her tippy toes
That was a week ago
Who you gon' run up on
Put that bitch in the trunk and leave in the dark
She got plastic ass, she lookin' like mold
My mama's on fleek, she lookin' like gold
My crib so big, got too many hoes
All y'all so wack, you sound like frogs
She fresh out the Benz, now she on her toes yeah
Diamonds so cold like I'm livin' in the poles, yeah
Yeah, I fell in love with diamonds, I don't f*ck with golds yeah
Actin' like ghost, I'm gone I bust out the doors, yeah
Off-White Nike shoes, Virgil Abloh, yeah

Your love is all I need
My mama, she proud of me
I know you heard of me
I know you hating me
All you do is burden me
I'm on a shopping spree
Double G's on my feet
We gotta stick together
All you want is a wedding ring
I know they scared of me
Pull up in the drop top
My bitch, she is so hot
I'm not gon' waste no time
I don't wanna hear your lies
Put it on my mama
Put it on my mama
I don't wanna have no friends
I don't want no problems
I know how to ease the pain
She want me for my fame
I don't know who to blame
You know I don't f*ck with lames
I be rocking Saint Laurent
I came from the mud
Bitch I'm on the run
Brodie, one day we gon' shine

She on her tippy toes
That was a week ago
Who you gon' run up on
Put that bitch in the trunk and leave in the dark
She got plastic ass, she lookin' like mold
My mama's on fleek, she lookin' like gold
My crib so big, got too many hoes
All y'all so wack, you sound like frogs
She fresh out the Benz, now she on her toes yeah
Diamonds so cold like I'm livin' in the poles, yeah
Yeah, I fell in love with diamonds, I don't f*ck with golds yeah
Actin' like ghost, I'm gone I bust out the doors, yeah
Off-White Nike shoes, Virgil Abloh, yeah