(feat. Fredo Santana & Travi$ Scott)
[Hook: Ty Dolla ]
That girl looked familiar
Real recognize real, thatâs familiar
I be ridin' the whip that ainât familiar
Getting to the money, thatâs familiar
Ohhh thatâs familiar
That canât be yo girl, she familiar
If you ainât real we donât feel ya
Say my name to these hoes, thatâs familiar
[Verse 1: Ty Dolla ]
Say my name to these hoes, thatâs familiar
My name in these streets, thatâs familiar
Got so many hoes I can't remember
Young rich nigga with a temper
Double cup full of Act, I be poured up
In the club, and my second chunk up
They know me so they showin love
These ho niggas get no love
We goin up like every night
I fuck a bitch on every flight
But a bad bitch getting threesomes
I said OK, Iâll marry ya
Yea, she know that Iâm that nigga
And if they say yo name ainât that familiar?
[Hook]
[Verse 2: Travis Scott]
Icy slopes, groupies on a boat, seen that before
Saint Laurent, mixin uniqlo, I know that ainât yo ho
Straight up
But goddamn it, Iâm so outlandish
Iâm feeding all my niggas, and that bill is all outstanding
Just Lil John cus he chasin whatâs familiar
Had no car and they come scoop me in that rental
Times are simple, now bitches comin andale, andale
Iâm passin out state to state
Everyday my birthday
Iâm pilin up, cake to cake
Iâm a snort addict, whore addict
And Iâm a porn star attraction
This feel like the all star game
Thatâs Sylvester Stallone action
Thatâs Sylvester Stallone action
I need 2 Mrs. Jacksons
A full pack of Magnums
You ran a train, I ran er out
You took her took out, we see you out
Goddamn!
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Fredo Santana]
I see that bitch everywhere, I swear that bitch see things
I seen that bitch somewhere, I think it was the Heat game
You know I peeped her feet game, she head up on them red things
She took me to the back
Introduced me to her head game (that top)
Canât trust these bitches
I swear these hoes familiar
She kiss you
But swallow all my children
I swear to God, these hoes be fuckin anyone
I swear to God, these hoes be fuckin anyone
[Hook: Fredo Santana]
Real shit, I ainât worried bout shit cus that money shit I chase it
Real shit, I ainât worried bout a bitch cus half of these bitches be basic
Real shit, I ainât worried bout shit, in the club, getting wasted
Real shit, I ainât worried bout shit, Iâm drinkin liquor, no chaser
[Hook: Ty Dolla ]
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- Campaign (Single)
- No Justice (Single)
- Campaign
- Only Right (Single)
- Free TC
- Sign Language (Mixtape)
- Beach House (EP)
- Stealing
- Zaddy
- Free TC (Deluxe)
- House On The Hill
- No Fake Hit
- Airplane Mode
- Spotify Session
- The Taylors Family Business
- Compilation
- Catch the Throne: The Mixtape, Vol. 2
- Ty $
- Beach House 2
- Everyday Key Wane