Tyrone - A La Carte Lyrics

I'm Mr. Aint going
Pull up rocking Ralph Lauren
I'm flyer than a bihhhhhhhhh
Man I'm flyer than normal
Man come on f*ck with me
Girl use your PTO
Take her to a steak house
She a greedy boujee hoe
She ain't never ate like this
She asking "What is A La Carte?"
It mean don't order too much girl
Before I make your ass starve
Man I'm in to getting money
My pockets tend to be large
Shoot and aim for the moon
I miss I land amongst the stars
I'm cooling been peep the vibe
I'm sliding good I'm outside
I'm off a quarter of the Za
Let's roll up baby lets go ride
I'm fly so this girl all up on me
She tryna f*ck and she don't know me
I ain't like these niggas baby chill
She want a nigga with money damn
She learned that from her mama fam
That shit be running in her family
Since 1920 with her granny
I know this girl is not an anomaly
I'm not your man I told her calmly
She told me she don't give a f*ck
Her memory tends to be foggy
She want me to take her to Ibiza
That's a lot for an eater
That's a lot for a skeezer
That's a lot for a thot
That's a lot for a hoe
That's a lot hell no
Take your ass to Disney World
With no cares in the world
I'm Mr. Aint going
Pull up rocking Ralph Lauren
I'm flyer than a bihhhhhhhhh
Man I'm flyer than normal
Man come on f*ck with me
Girl use your PTO
Take her to a steak house
She a greedy boujee hoe
She ain't never ate like this
She asking "What is A La Carte?"
It mean don't order too much girl
Before I make your ass starve
Man I'm in to getting money
My pockets tend to be large
Shoot and aim for the moon
I miss I land amongst the stars
I miss I land amongst the stars
I pull up, foreign cars
I ain't fighting no nigga
556 bullets large
Man these niggas think they bullies
Tell that K9 on they ass
No Diddy my nigga
Put a hot one in his ass
You know how to kill a nigga?
Find and spoil his BM
That Bitch is so f*cking easy
I pulled that bih from a DM
Man this bih is so poor
Remind me of her baby daddy
Take her out and spoil the bih
F*cked around and made her happy
She aint never had a nigga like mwah
Never had a nigga like I
Broke niggas all she know
She really aint my type
Like my women lowkey
Like my women discrete
And less than a thousand Instagram follower please
I'm Mr. Aint going
Pull up rocking Ralph Lauren
I'm flyer than a bihhhhhhhhh
Man I'm flyer than normal
Man come on f*ck with me
Girl use your PTO
Take her to a steak house
She a greedy boujee hoe
She ain't never ate like this
She asking "What is A La Carte?"
It mean don't order too much girl
Before I make your ass starve
Man I'm in to getting money
My pockets tend to be large
Shoot and aim for the moon
I miss I land amongst the stars