Tokyo Nights

I pull up and hop out the cleanest (Oh)
They come and then get you, they mean it (Skrr)
He copy my style when he see me (Skrr)
She hate me, but really don't mean it (Ooh)
She wiping it up when she finished (Oh)
My YSL popping, I'm shitting (Oh)
You smoking that mid in your pictures (Oh)
Them niggas gon' have to come get you (Skrr-skrr)
I pull up and hop out the cleanest (Oh)
They come and then get you, they mean it (Ooh)
He copy my style when he see me (Ayy)
She hate me, but really don't mean it (Ayy)
She wiping it up when she finished
My YSL popping, I'm shitting
You smoking that mid in your pictures
Them niggas gon' have to come get you

They hate me, they know that I made it (Oh)
You're fucking me up, you're my favorite (Hey)
Them bitches all in rotation (Hey)
Fresh cup, bitch, don't wait (Hey)
Suck me off, get a Mercedes (Skrr-skrr)
Baby, I'm lit, going eighty
Tokyo kill 'em, ayy, uh
Making them bands every day, uh
Tell that bitch [?] way
In the North [?]
Shawty ain't give me play (Ooh)
Now a nigga paid (Yeah)

Fake it 'til you make it, yeah, that's that shit that hurt
Ice cubes on my neck, yeah, how much is it worth?
In the foreign (Skrr, skrr) and it's pouring (Skrr, skrr)
Listening to your mixtape and it's boring (Oh)
Careful on the streets, speeding while it's snowing (Oh)
She a thotty and you copped her not knowing
I be on the plane, yeah, while you hoeing (Skrr, skrr)
Sipping on that brown, yeah, Kelly Rowland (Yeah, yeah)
Baby, I just bought your flight, where you goin'?
Couple strokes in that pussy like a whirlwind (Ooh)

I pull up and hop out the cleanest
They come and then get you, they mean it
He copy my style when he see me (Skrr)
She hate me, but really don't mean it
She wiping it up when she finished (Yeah)
My YSL popping, I'm shitting
You smoking that mid in your pictures
Them niggas gon' have to come get you (Oh)
I pull up and hop out the cleanest (Oh)
They come and then get you, they mean it (Oh)
He copy my style when he see me (Oh)
She hate me, but really don't mean it (Ooh)
She wiping it up when she finished (Ooh)
My YSL popping, I'm shitting (Ooh)
You smoking that mid in your pictures (Ooh)
Them niggas gon' have to come get you (Skrrt)

Check up
If I give it to you, don't mess up
Got big money then flex up
Double Ds, yeah, get your chest up
Gotta look good when you're next up
Give me that top, keep your head up
Making that sound, get your bread up
Mom told me, "Keep my head up" (Oh)
ATM, I get that cash, know I get that guap (Oh)
ATM, the speed is hot, I got that shit on [?], uh
Louis with the Gucci, yeah, I mix it in Japan, uh
Showing off your Burberry, FaceTime with friends
Lowkey, your bitches wanna fuck me, I ain't playing, uh
I get the money, power up, like it's Super Saiyan
Christmas on the island, yeah, she just wanna tan
Louis bathing suit, yeah, I'ma need a fan

Fake it 'til you make it, yeah, that's that shit that hurts
Ice cubes on my neck, yeah, how much is it worth?
In the foreign, and it's pouring
Listening to your mixtape and it's boring
Careful on the streets, speeding while it's snowing
She a thotty and you copped her not knowing
I be on the plane, yeah, while you hoeing
Sipping on that brown, yeah, Kelly Rowland
Baby, I just bought you a flight, where you goin'?
Couple strokes in that pussy like a whirlwind (Oh)