Tyga, YG — PLATINUM

Uh-oh I don't do the rims no more, I ride stock I fuck top ten bitches, you fuck bops Hundred on the dash, slow down, there go the cops We goin' platinum, baby Yeah, we be goin' platinum without bein' thorough 4Hunnid, five-hundred what I get a show Play the game right, so I'm livin' by the code We goin' platinum, baby (4Hunnid) You know how many bitches thugged out off the liquor? Straight tequila shots, so it's fuckin' up my liver Shoutout 800, that's my motherfuckin' hitter That's my killer, that's my dawg, that's my motherfuckin' nigga Nigga, we ain't friendly, we don't conversate with opps On that gang shit, but we done made it off the block Fuckin' on your bitch, she was actin' likе a bop That's why them busty niggas hate me, off top Fuck Clark Kеnt, we ain't into savin' hoes We be playin' with money, y'all playin' with y'all nose My bitch rich, she gon' pull up in a Rolls With that Off-White on and some all white toes Lamborghini black, Maybach and a Rari' Westside shit, might pull up on Harley T-Raww got the snow bunnies goin' gnarly House niggas, y'all ain't never outside, sorry I don't do the rims no more, I ride stock I fuck top ten bitches, you fuck bops Hundred on the dash, slow down, there go the cops We goin' platinum, baby Yeah, we be goin' platinum without bein' thorough 4Hunnid, five-hundred what I get a show Play the game right, so I'm livin' by the code We goin' platinum, baby (4Hunnid) I don't fuck rats no more, I'm at the top (Top) Send me the addy, you know it's gon' pop (Pop) Bitch, take a look at the sip and don't flock (Flock) She bouncin' on my dick, man, this bitch got hops Uh, money in my palm and her pussy got my hand on it Got a lil' tired, then I– (What?), put my man on it Trampoline green, how the bitch just land on it? Treat the beat like a treadmill, how I ran on it Dun-dun, dun-dun, da-da-dun-dun Niggas don't sleep, I'm a beast where I'm from Popped in a Tesla, put it on her tongue (Ugh) Platinum in my teeth and it cost a honey bun (Sweet) Jack in the box, tell these clowns that it's up (It's up) Niggas actin' tough (Tough), I'ma call bluff I ain't talkin' 'bout the DJ, but I had enough (Nigga) And this ain't for the radio, keep this shit rough, nigga I don't do the rims no more, I ride stock I fuck top ten bitches, you fuck bops Hundred on the dash, slow down, there go the cops We goin' platinum, baby Yeah, we be goin' platinum without bein' thorough 4Hunnid, five-hundred what I get a show Play the game right, so I'm livin' by the code We goin' platinum, baby (4Hunnid) I don't do the rims no more, I ride stock I fuck top ten bitches, you fuck bops Hundred on the dash, slow down, there go the cops We goin' platinum, baby Yeah, we be goin' platinum without bein' thorough 4Hunnid, five-hundred what I get a show Play the game right, so I'm livin' by the code We goin' platinum, baby (4Hunnid)