BOPP Tyga

[Intro: DJ Drama & Tyga]
So I called Tyga, right? (Well done)
Told him I'm getting an itch man
I feel like I wanna show him how to do this shit correctly again
You ready?!
Uh, I need a Rolls Royce with a Glock in it (Glock in it)
Park anywhere 'cause the chauffer in it (Yea)
Hold up, yo plug in my phone

[Refrain: Tyga]
Uh, I need a Rolls Royce with a Glock in it (Glock in it)
Park anywhere 'cause the chauffer in it (Yea)
Sipping añejo my head spinning (Woah)
And I sauce up my bitch, now she reinvented
Why you reading my business? Don't be up in it
And the neighbors can't see me, my windows tinted
I just Zelle'd my jeweler a hundred thousand

[Verse 1: Tyga]
I was out in Tuluma, she flew from Cabo
Man these rappers is so good at telling novels
When I say it's Well Done I just hit up Drama
This the food for your soul like I'm speaking gospel (Woo)
And I strangle the beat like I head-locked it
She gon' pull it and twist it and mm bop it
I'm a king, ain't nothing you can do about it
She don't speak no English, she too exotic
And she never could sing but she get melodic (Woah)
It's a pussy party and my dick invited (Woah)
Now she's blowing my phone like a psychotic
Baby lower your tone, you're too excited
I'ma take off the top and she top the body
And I send her my wrist, got the ice around it
And I'm getting my money, you getting grounded
Don't be disrespecting, put respect up on it