Ty Dolla $ign - Solid (feat. Babyface) (Video ufficiale e testo)

Ty Dolla $ign - Solid (feat. Babyface) testo

I got my money up
These women all down
As soon as I touch down in they city
Man, they all coming out
They love me in New York
And down South
They know I'm from the Westside

And I stay with the loud

Big kush, long money
Bad girls, real niggas. here with me
Everywhere I go, you know I'm solid
A1 with these girls, you know I'm solid
Hunned with my bros, you know I'm solid
I guess you wouldn't know nothing 'bout it
Oh, I'm solid
Everywhere I go, your boy solid
I guess you wouldn't know nothing 'bout it

Big kush, long money
Bad chicks, real niggas here with me

Snitching on your homies, that ain't solid

Tricking, she ain't yours, that ain't solid
She a minor in an Audi
Wouldn't get that, that's a dollar
She said, "Don't you got a million dollars?"
I told her "Stay up out my pocket"
Stay the hell from 'round me
You can miss me with that false
You ain't drop none on this
Big kush, long money
Bad girls, real niggas. here with me
Everywhere I go, you know I'm solid

A1 with these girls, you know I'm solid
Hunned with my bros, you know I'm solid
I guess you wouldn't know nothing 'bout it
Oh, I'm solid

Everywhere I go, you know I'm solid

I guess you wouldn't know nothing 'bout it

Big kush, long money

Bad chicks, real niggas
I got my money up
These women all down

And every time I touch down in they city
Man, they all coming out

Aye, they on the way
Yeah, they on the way

When they pull up, we gon' celebrate
Celebrate, we gon' celebrate

Hey, cause today was a good day
Big kush, long money
Bad chicks, real niggas. here with me

Everywhere I go, you know I'm solid
A1 with these girls, you know I'm solid
Hunned with my bros, you know I'm solid

I guess you wouldn't know nothing 'bout it
Oh, I'm solid
Everywhere I go, you know I'm solid
I guess you wouldn't know nothing 'bout it

Hello? Hello?
(Yeah, what's the deal, what up?)
Aye, what up, what up, what up?
Shit, nigga, I been calling you like three days, nigga
Two, three days and shit, you haven't been picking up the phone, the fuck
(Yeah, man, the homies took off on the police and they got us on lock down, they ran up in a nigga's field, slashed his crib, nigga fell off)
Damn, you know I got you, fool
They took your whole shit, though?
(Yeah, they took everything man, but nigga be straight
You alright, though?)
Yeah, I'm whatever, man, I'm doing this album shit right now, man
(I miss you, man)
I miss you, too, fool. What you on, though?
(Man, I'm tryna hop on this album!)