Ty Dolla $ign - Spicy (Lyrics) ft. Post Malone

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Published Jan 14, 2021

Ty Dolla $ign - Spicy (Lyrics) ft. Post Malone
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➥ Lyrics:

(Damn, James)
(Dolla $ign, Dolla $ign)

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
Who tryna, who tryna go?
Who gon' drop it down like there's money on the floor?
Who tryna, who tryna bust it for the dollars?
Who tryna freak, bring their homegirl and run it?
She my spicy lil' mama, she let me bust her piñata
I buy her all the designer, but she's still leavin' tomorrow, ayy

[Verse 1: Ty Dolla $ign]
Who tryna, who tryna go?
Who n*gga hope that she don't?
Who tryna slide for the night?
Who tryna wife her? Not I
Know my name, say my name
Yellow diamonds on my chain, lemonade
I can never be your main, but tell your man
You gon' have to call him back another time
Girl, let's get high and vibe
Go up, get loud
Get right here and now
Yeah, tell me

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
Who tryna, who tryna go?
Who gon' drop it down like there's money on the floor?
Who tryna, who tryna bust it for the dollars?
Who tryna freak, bring their homegirl and run it?
She my spicy lil' mama, she let me bust her piñata
I buy her all the designer, but she's still leavin' tomorrow, ayy

[Verse 2: Post Malone]
She tryna pull my pants down
I was lightin' up a stoge on my break time
Told her, "Babe, I got a meetin' over FaceTime"
She don't care, my lil' mama never waste time (Ooh, wow)
Gotta catch a flight real quick
Snuck a Xanny on the plane in her fuckin' lipstick
She look at me and laugh, give a fuck what I think
And she batshit crazy, but I like her like this, yeah
Shawty so bad, man, shawty so cold
Wanna go out, twenty-five years old
Met her in the club, they were playin' "Psycho"
Now we match APs and they all rose-gold
And we both can agree
Ooh, she wilder than me

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
Yeah, tell me who tryna, who tryna go?
Who gon' drop it down like there's money on the floor?
Who tryna, who tryna bust it for the dollars?
Who tryna freak, bring their homegirl and run it?
She my spicy lil' mama, she let me bust her piñata
I buy her all the designer, but she's still leavin' tomorrow, ayy