Had Enough by Taz Tikoon Lyrics

Tikoon been in my bag
You trash
Throw em in glad
Get money
No I don’t get mad
Boss nigga
I run up tab
Yall niggas ain’t fuckin wit Taz
Bad bitch she throwing that ass
She poppin that pussy
I’m poppin them tags
Chasin no bitches
Im chasing this cash
Stacking these bands
And put in my stash
Rainy days coming
My paper gone last
Dripping designer
Flying first class
Airplane mode
Getting air bags
Hating ass niggas want a piece of my dough
Feeding my Team
You serve pizza for dough
Delivering heat
Straight to yo door
Only see green
Always on go
They need Cup holders
I’m Hot as shit
Foreign my whip
Exotic bitch
Dead prezis
When I’m taking politics
They know I’m the shit
& I got em pissed
Living my life like a bucket list
Need a mop for drip
You can’t fuck with this
Cop a few cribs
Make em flip
Shoot for stars
Load the clip
I’m not in a rush
I’m taking time
I get a rush
Higher climb
I’m living plush
Cannot recline
AP mode
Hitting decline
They pay me attention
They pay you no mind
My circle so small
That is almost a line
God made me a star
Everything is aligned
I’m blessed
I’m getting paid just to rhyme
Just getting started I cannot be stopped
Tidemilionaires bout to open up shop
Tidewater bottles im serving the block
Now watch how I Warren buffet these stocks