[Intro]
TMS, TMS, TMS
[Chorus]
Ayy, hold up, TMS
You could tell me when to stop, I would never do it
I could tell him blow that gun, but he would never do it
I make music for the boys and the girls too
You can't get around me 'cause I'm reserved, boo
I don't got a home, got nowhere to return to
'Bout to head uptown to link ksuuvi
Boy, these Dsquared pants, they're not Ksubi
'Bout to take a one-way trip, make a movie
You could throw that tape out 'cause it dookie
I won't take a diss from a TikTok loosie
Tryna cop a new crib with jacuzzi
My big sis stuck in Philly like Uzi
Dolce or Celine? I'm choosy
Sеttle for the Yasu pants, I'm moody
[Verse]
You my son, too bad I can't abort it
Worried 'bout your rеnt, I'm tryna find me a mortgage
Pop like two bars quick, fuck my organs
TMS up, we could never find a shortage
Tio En in the back, I was pourin' it
Kick the Wock' 'cause my tummy was absorbin' it
That's a fascist, no, I'm not supportin' it
Take that L to the chin, then I'm transformin' it
I don't know that bitch, why they name-drop?
Take wave, disappear just like it's a rain drop
My bro poppin' 10s, hope the pain stop
Told 'em, "We the odd eyes out, no K-pop"
In New York, hit MD when the train stop
My lil' bro fuck with Tung Tung Brainrot
I don't get it, but I guess I'll let him rock, though
Can't go to the club to meet some bot hoes
In the back of the club with a bottle
I can't drink a bottle 'cause I used to model
I pop me a Xan', then I hit my lil' waddle
My bro in a Benz tryna go full throttle
Rewired my brain, but I'm 'bout to remodel
I'm TMS gang, Too Many Strikes, that's the model
Too old for the Discord, I feel like a fossil
I know they feel me when I go and walk through
You can watch me, I can promise that nobody watch you
You be stuck on that bullshit, that same shit
My big bro told me, "Chill," I'm impatient
I could write me a song, it's the same shit
I just punch in whatever I feel like
I could cancel the tape, I could 86
I could step in my Kiko Asics
I could step in and walk through, walk through, walk through, walk through, walk through, walk through
Do my best and I'm gettin' real petty
I get in my feelings, make money, then haunt you
Pour my shit, I don't need me a mini
I'll do this shit ten health just go to taunt you
I don't really give a fuck if I wronged you
I don't really give a fuck if I wronged you, huh, hold up
[Chorus]
Ayy, hold up, TMS
You could tell me when to stop, I would never do it
I could tell him blow that gun, but he would never do it
I make music for the boys and the girls too
You can't get around me 'cause I'm reserved, boo
I don't got a home, got nowhere to return to
'Bout to head uptown to link ksuuvi
Boy, these Dsquared pants, they're not Ksubi
'Bout to take a one-way trip, make a movie
You could throw that tape out 'cause it dookie
I won't take a diss from a TikTok loosie
Tryna cop a new crib with jacuzzi
My big sis stuck in Philly like Uzi
Dolce or Celine? I'm choosy
Settle for the Yasu pants, I'm moody