TIN TIN

I'm feeling pretty damn messed up thinking about your kisses
You know I'm a slacker, but I won't let you go
That ass, honestly, drives me wild
It gets me riled up, brings out my animal side
A hit on those tits, takes me to another level, I'm about to lose it

Long guns to keep me safe when I'm loaded
Baby, don't be scared, just chill
Just hear that ding ding from my damn phone
The crew's asking what's up? What's the plan?
I'm all in, taking her out to dinner
Then, to blow off some steam

Oh, how I love this crazy life
The excess, the hookers, I don't think I'll die, 'cause my dad was the same
Gold chains I got in the glove box
The girl, all painted up in pink, and I'm feeling all wild, bang bang, boom

'Cause the crazy ones never die, old man
Chuyin

And a fat blunt of weed, Versace for the show
And the girl won't chill, she wants it rough and there's no stopping

Oh, how I love this crazy life
The excess, the hookers, I don't think I'll die, 'cause my dad was the same
Gold chains I got in the glove box
The girl, all painted up in pink, and I'm feeling all wild, bang bang, boom