Tie Your Laces - Jay Critch, Drakeo The Ruler

Beat-beat-beat

Beat Boy taught me

Jay Critch, hood fav'

niggas, know what the fuck goin' on

Stupid-ass niggas

Nigga, God gave me talent, I can’t waste it

And this dream cost a bag, I can’t waste this

Brand new Chanels, got me tyin' up the laces

When you in these streets, better tie up your laces

Better keep a strap 'cause these streets not the safest

Need a new crib with a M and the safe shit

Cop a new fit, wore it right out of Maxfield

Cop a new fit, wore it right out of

Old Patron, '42, not Patron

She took half of the pill, now she too in the zone

I be gettin' booted up, still know what be goin' on

Have the shooter shoot it up, I ain’t cappin' in these songs

We don’t cap rap

Where the fam finna blow a nigga cap back

Opps get chipped, gon' get backslapped

I just put a hunnid shells in this hatchback

Spin his block, I’m finna hit him with the re-run

Don’t even ask about my city, nigga, we run it

Shit leave him swimmin' with the dolphins, lemme see sum'

This a mop, this a broom, I put the straight on it

Got this, that’s unfortunate

.223 got niggas lookin' like tortoises

Couldn’t keep up, in these oceans we trust

I’ma give him news channels, seven, eleven or four

Bitch, what one you wanna be on?

Fox?

Bitch, NBC?

A-ha, you know what I mean?

Nigga, God gave me talent, I can’t waste it

And this dream cost a bag, I can’t waste this

Brand new Chanels, got me tyin' up the laces

When you in these streets, better tie up your laces

Better keep a strap 'cause these streets not the safest

Need a new crib with a M and the safe shit

Cop a new fit, wore it right out of Maxfield

Cop a new fit, wore it right out of

Old Patron, '42, not Patron

She took half of the pill, now she too in the zone

I be gettin' booted up, still know what be goin' on

Have the shooter shoot it up, I ain’t cappin' in these songs