Tuesday (Clean) - Blacc Zacc/DaBaby

Lyrics by：Zachary Chapman/Jonathan Kirk/Tahj Morgan

Composed by：Zachary Chapman/Jonathan Kirk/Tahj Morgan

Imixnation for real

Oh Lord Jetson made another one

This non-trappin' n***a out here f**kin' up the money

And I hear he gettin' it from a cousin okay

And I don't give a f**k if

It was just a couple hundred

I'm still gon' need my motherf**kin' money

Rookie a*s n***a wanna play mind games

Okay I see you b***h I'm dumping

He gon' keep on tryna hide

And try not to bump into me

'Cause he know I'm with the s**ts and I'ma burn him

Okay I made a right and I got off on sugar creek

Saw the police at the shell

I saw them n***as look at me

My trunk was big and so I stood out

Made a left threw the blinker on pulled in the cookout

I picked the blunt back up I'm good now

White man black shades hold up that's a lookout okay

I kept it pushing shook him loose

Lit the blunt and dropped the window

Saw my n***a chucked the deuce

What's happenin' n***a

I heard you're strapped I got one too play with me huh

Blocboy J B I'ma shoot I'ma shoot

Ayy when the last time you seen lil' buddy

When you see him tell that n***a

I still need my money f**k that

This non-trappin' n***a out here f**kin' up the money

And I hear he gettin' it from my cousin okay

And I don't give a f**k if

It was just a couple hundred

I'm still gon' need my motherf**kin' money

Still gon' need my motherf**kin' money

Wanna play mind games

Okay I see you b***h I'm dumping b***h I'm dumping

He gon' keep on tryna hide

And try not to bump into me

'Cause he know I'm with the s**ts and

I'ma burn him I'ma burn him okay

This non-trappin' n***a out here f**kin' up the money

In the spot and he done stored

A couple onions couple onions

It's cool I ain't trippin'

'Cause the chopper hold a hundred

When I see him I'ma have to show him somethin'

Okay I got the drop it's time to go now

They say he in onyx tippin' b***hes tryna show out

Show out

B***h invite him over they like zacc he at the door now

He got his a*s out like cold heart

At the ho house okay

I hit him twice made him shiver

Drove his body from the bluff

All the way to broad river okay

And I ain't even wanna sleep lil' buddy

I was tryna help him out was

Tryna feed lil' buddy f**k that

This non-trappin' n***a out here f**kin' up the money

And I hear he gettin' it from a cousin okay

And I don't give a f**k

If it was just a couple hundred

I'm still gon' need my motherf**kin' money

Rookie a*s n***a wanna play mind games

Okay I see you b***h I'm dumping

He gon' keep on tryna hide

And try not to bump into me

'Cause he know I'm with the

S**ts and I'ma burn him okay