Текст песни Tyga - I'm Done (Look At Me Now Freestyle)

How you gon’ hate on me in the club?
N*gga I ain’t even in the club! Haha

Killa n*gga, last king roll up on ‘em in a Bentley
Mothaf*cka, gorilla, go getter, hoe getter
Hoe n*gga better hold yours n*gga
I’m sick, throw up, throw up this liquor
Mo’ money I got it
B*tches ain’t problems not to me
Yeah they bout it, Master P so many albums on release
Sh*t in my closet, Louboutin and bloody bottoms
B*tches spot em yeah I’m stylin’
Tyga pilot, fly no mileage yeah I put them b*tches on it
California man, gold on my license plate
Ladies’ man, baby I know what them b*tches like

Little mic, mike nikes, candy color cover ice
Outta sight, outta mind
She gon’ spend the night but don’t waste my time
I’m 2 miles away from the Hollywood sign
King of the hill n*gga don’t look down
Probably at Polo house right now
All these b*tches on the prowl

Look at my flow look at my eyes
Tell me what you see don’t lie
Mo’f*ckin G R to the E A to the T EST
Last king look at my ring tell that b*tch get off my thing
My girl ain’t here and she off that drink
I’m off that mink
Fur murder swervin’ make the jet ski do a hurdle
You’s a motherf*ckin turtle knock you down like Berto
Straps on my side like Urkle, boy I’ll hurt you
Turn your face purple
N*ggas wanna talk but your convo worthless
These converse yeah all black chuckers
I’m that n*gga, you just a n*gga
One more year, yeah I’ma be bigger
Don’t call me Tyga, Jack the Ripper
Rip these beats then I eat you for dinner
I’m done!