DECEMBER 31ST - Ty Dolla $ign ft. A$AP Rocky, Tommy Revenge

Yeah, Flacko don't do TikTok, I'm perpetual

Uh, uh, I'm too tip-top shape, I'm sick, need Theraflu

I fly this bitch out, she do what I tell her to, uh

She bi and flexible, she tri-sexual

Try to rob me, I'ma turn that boy into a vegetable, uh

Dollar signs in my name, Ty Dollas, yeah, we gang

Seen this bitch from back in the day, I don't even remember the name

She said, "Boy, you ain't age," she said, "Boy, you ain't changed"

Baby face, baby face, baby, but my name ain't Ray

Ray-Bans on my fuckin' frames, Ray Charles, I don't see a thing

Caught a body, 'nother body, upped it on the fuckin' stage

My shooter need a fuckin' raise, I'm Caesar, motherfuck a fade

I just need a razor blade, eat your face and say my grace

Go home, then I burn some sage, I'm tryna to pray my sins away

(Liquor shots, liquor shots)

December 31st, let a shot off in the air (liquor shots, liquor shots)

In January 1st, let a shot off in the air (liquor shots, liquor shots)

December 31st, let a shot off in the air (liquor shots, liquor shots, Tommy gun, Tommy gun finish)

In January 1st, let a shot off in the air (liquor shots, liquor shots)

Liquor shot, liquor shot, Tommy gun finish 'em off

Reload (Tommy gun, Tommy gun), reload

Reload (Tommy gun, Tommy gun finish), reload

Reload (Tommy gun, Tommy gun), reload

Reload (Tommy gun finish 'em off, liquor shots, liquor shots), reload

Fuckin' that bih, pull up with a stick

Slammin' these hos, ain't rockin' no Rick

Just hit the road, I'm tryna get rich

What's that on my clothes? I spent your rent, shh

Ha-ha-ha, ya bitch

She on the pole doin' tricks, she wanna go get frisked

Your diamonds ain't shinin' like thi', you're mad, you're pissed

You tried, you missed, my niggas ready to spin

Reload (Tommy gun, Tommy gun), reload

Reload (Tommy gun, Tommy gun finish), reload

Reload (Tommy gun, Tommy gun), reload

Reload (Tommy gun finish 'em off)

Tommy gun finish, yeah, huh, ha, huh, yeah, huh

Look at my bitch, she ball, huh, yeah, yeah, yeah, huh

Your bitch look at you soft, huh, yeah, she get it right wrong, huh

Bitch not right or wrong, huh, huh, just on the phone, yeah

You niggas is fallin' off, huh, my car's bigger than y'all's

Bitch-ass nigga on, uh, wait, I tried sippin' on raws, yeah

Tommy gun, Tommy gun finish, yeah

Tommy gun, Tommy gun finish 'em off

Tommy gun, Tommy gun finish, yeah

Tommy gun, Tommy gun finish 'em off, huh, ah