Talk Is Cheap Hollywood Ty (Ft. Comethazine)

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[Intro]
Oh my God Ronny

[Chorus: Comethazine]
Ayy, skrt in my motherfucking Jaguar
Spent like 200 racks for this fucking Jaguar
I don't want my money back, I just want this Jaguar
Pulled up in a Pontiac, I pulled up in a fast car, a Jaguar
Ayy, skrt in my motherfucking Jaguar
Spent like 200 racks for this fucking Jaguar
I don't want my money back, I just want this Jaguar
Pulled up in a Pontiac, I pulled up in a fast car, a Jaguar

[Verse 1: Hollywood Ty]
Choppa hit that boy, he talking shit like he was Hitler
Uzi with that scope, didn't even shoot he do the Crip Walk
Diamonds on my wrist, my neck got froze, just call me Cristoph
That boy is just a clone, I tell that joker just to piss off
I don't sip that lean, my cup got water and it's crystal
Climbing up the charts, I'm blowing up just like a missle
Coming for the crowd to all you [?] dismissal
I started from the ground [?] and now I'm chiseled, it's simple
I got money on my dashboard, I always keep a check
Got that Fendi, Gucci bag, now I always keep a flex
Are you talking when your racks down, you always interject
Got like 30k in cash now, so give me my respect, ho

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