Luh Tyler Flow Lyrics – Babyface Ray (Ft. Los and Nutty)

Luh Tyler Flow Lyrics by Babyface Ray: “‎Luh Tyler Flow” is a Brand New Song, sung by Babyface Ray and  Los and Nutty. Luh Tyler Flow Song lyrics are written by Babyface Ray, WB Nutty, and Los (DET), with music produced by ​Tana (Producer), and this brand-new music video was released on July 21, 2023.

Babyface Ray – Luh Tyler Flow Lyrics

It’s What I Do
On My Luh Tyler Flow Shit
(Ayy, Tana, Fire That Shit Up)
Yeah
N!ggas, They Ain’t Tell Me Nothin’,
Had To Run My Own Up
(N!ggas, They Ain’t Tell Me Nothin’, Had To Run My Own Up)
They Ain’t Throw Your Boy A Bag, I Had To Run My Own Up
(They Ain’t Throw Your Boy— Ayy)

They Ain’t Throw Your Boy No Bands, I Had To Run My Own Up
My Lil’ Partner Catching Bodies, He Get Money, Road Run
Talkin’ Cray Until He Solo, Then That’s When We Squoze Him
You Can’t Rap Beef With The Mob, We Might Just Shoot The Shows Up
Wake Up And Grab My Cup And I Ain’t Talkin’ Folgers
It’s Best You Keep Your Guards Up, I’m Watching For The Vultures
I’m Too Rich, Moving Militant, My N!ggas Soldiers
Take Your Lil’ B!tch, Mold Her, Now That Girl The Coldest

         

I Meet Jimmy Iovine Or La Reid (Where They At?)
You Know Face, He Feeds The Team, I Made Realities From Dreams
Might Be A Casualty, Wrong Place, Wrong Time
Expensive Wrist, But I Ain’t On Time
I Love Your B!tch Too, She A Whole Vibe
Yeah, Gucci Store Is Downtown, Invite Me To Events
All This Money I Done Spent, It Ain’t Shit, You Know I’m Lit, Lil’ B!tch
If You Keep It P, That Pu*sy Good, You Might Just Get A Kick
She Just Ate Me Up In That Benzo, Then Told Me To Give Her A Kiss (Yeah, Alright)
Fu*k Nah, All My N!gga Outlaws

Hold The Lean With My Left Hand, I’m A Southpaw, I Told Y’all
Stylist, She Might Called The Irs, She Say I Spent Too Much (Tripping)
You Better Stay Where You At, Can’t Get Me Back, You Done Already Did Too Much
Yeah, Fu*k His Ho, Ain’t Shit To Us, Don’t Live Like Us, My Wrist Is Stuffed
Buy Some Cut, Then Whip It Up, That’s How You Run Your Digits Up
Yeah, Watch Me Take The Codeine, Clean Sprite, Mix It Up
My Lil’ Boy, He A Boss, I Should Put Cristal In His Sippy Cup

         

Every Time I See My Woes, I Just Yell Out, “Get Money”
Yeah, Runnin’ Up This Paper In This Fashion, I Need Rick Runners
I Finally Cracked A Smile And Celebrated, This My Tenth Summer
Yeah, Yeah, Made Her Sucked My D!ck, Then Cut Her Off Because This B!tch Funny
I Got Three Chains Swingin’, I’m Goin’ Down The Greatest
Have You Ever Made Sixty From A Pill From A Native?
Soda Planned It Out, Then Got It, I’d Say I’m Creative, Huh?
Since The Number Low, I Bought Me Two And Then I’m Savin’ One

They Ain’t Throw Your Boy No Bands, I Had To Run My Own Up
My Lil’ Partner Catching Bodies, He Get Money, Road Run
Talkin’ Cray Until He Solo, Then That’s When We Squoze Him
You Can’t Rap Beef With The Mob, We Might Just Shoot The Shows Up
(Ayy, Tana, Fire That Shit Up)
Wake Up And Grab My Cup And I Ain’t Talkin’ Folgers
It’s Best You Keep Your Guards Up, I’m Watching For The Vultures
I’m Too Rich, Moving Militant, My N!ggas Soldiers
Take Your Lil’ B!tch, Mold Her, Now That Girl The Coldest

         

Take Your Lil’ B!tch, Mold Her, Now That Girl The Coldest
Take Your Lil’ B!tch, Mold Her, Now That Girl The Coldest

Fall For Me, With You, Forever Plan
Ap With The Leather Band
Catchin’ Feelings, Bae, I’m Tryna Catch Some Head And Go To Bed
My N!gga Burnt Out On The Qua’, I Told Him I’d Trade Him For Red
Tatted My Name, Do What I Said Like I’m Simon, Yeah
I Used To Trap, But Got It Off Of Rhymin’, Damn
I’m Legal Now, I Hit The Bank And Ask For A Hundred, Feel Like I’m Tryna Scam
You Should Tip Me The Way My Diamonds Dance
You Can Fu*k The Gang If You Want To, You Know My N!ggas Like My Twins
Spin, Fu*k It, Spin Again

Another Day, I’m Sippin’ Rent Again
I Could Fit That Shit You Livin’ In In The Shit I’m Livin’ In
Who You Know Gon’ Keep It A Hundred Like Benjamin?
I Don’t Know These N!ggas, Yeah, This Man Ain’t Really Listening
Ayy, Get It How You Live, “How You Livin’, Face?” I’m Gettin’ It
She’s A Pretty B!tch, But She Broke, It’s Not Givin’ It
How You Call Yourself A Rapper From The Streets? I Ain’t Seen A Brick Of Dope
Truth Be Told, These N!ggas, They Can’t See Me On They Tippy-toes
Break A B!tch, Pimp A Ho, Break Her Without Touchin’ Her
Before I Was Gettin’ Money Clubbin’, I Was Thuggin’ First
Fell In Love With A Cup Of Syrup, Draco In A Goyard Tote
Took The Glock To The Block Like I’m Lil’ Boat

Name It, I Done Sold It, I Done Ran My Own Up
I Be Havin’ Plays Lined Up Before The Load Come
I’m Chillin’, I Ain’t Roadrunnin’, I’m Tryna Make ’em Come To Me
The Crib Fully Loaded, So Right Now, Ain’t Havin’ Company (Ayy, Tana, Fire That Shit Up)
These N!ggas, They Can’t Fu*k With Me, I’ma Tell It How It Is
I’m The Type To Burn It Out, I’m Talkin’ Never Go Again

Hardhead, Still Chasin’ It
You Know That Shit Can’t Faze Me
Took A Loss And Got It Back And I Ain’t Do No Complaining
I Ain’t Trippin’, I’ll Go Get It, You Know I’ll Go Run My Own Up
I’m The Type To Get A Pitch And Turn It To A Home Run
Turn That To A Whole Thing
Every Time That Phone Ring
Every Time That Door Swing

You Can Call The 918, I Got A Line On Everything
My B!tch Bought Me A Wedding Ring, Married To The Mafia
You Know That I’m Tied To The Mob, Can Do A Lot For You
I Ain’t Got No Friends, All Dead Faces
I Spent Two Thousand On My Jacket, Margiela And Maison
I Mean Maison Margiela
Is That A Brick Of Fentanyl Or A Check That You Sellin’?
They Say Straight Drop’ll Turn You Up
Told My B!tch That I’m A One-of-one
Say That Night Shift Get Wicked, Nothin’ Pop Out When The Sun Come Up

They Ain’t Throw Your Boy No Bands, I Had To Run My Own Up
My Lil’ Partner Catching Bodies, He Get Money, Road Run
Talkin’ Cray Until He Solo, Then That’s When We Squoze Him
You Can’t Rap Beef With The Mob, We Might Just Shoot The Shows Up
(Ayy, Tana, Fire That Shit Up)
Wake Up And Grab My Cup And I Ain’t Talkin’ Folgers
It’s Best You Keep Your Guards Up, I’m Watching For The Vultures
I’m Too Rich, Moving Militant, My N!ggas Soldiers
Take Your Lil’ B!tch, Mold Her, Now That Girl The Coldest

Written by: ​Babyface Ray, WB Nutty & Los (DET)

Luh Tyler Flow Song Info:

Song: Luh Tyler Flow
Album: Summer’s Mine
Band/Singer: Babyface Ray & Los and Nutty
Lead Vocals: Babyface Ray & Los and Nutty
Lyrics: Babyface Ray, WB Nutty & Los (DET)
Music: Tana (Producer)
Music Label: Wavy Gang & EMPIRE
Featuring: Babyface Ray & Los and Nutty
Release Date: July 21, 2023

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Who wrote the lyrics of the “Luh Tyler Flow” song?
Babyface Ray, WB Nutty, and Los (DET) have written the lyrics of “Luh Tyler Flow”.

Who is the singer of the “Luh Tyler Flow” song?
Babyface Ray and Los and Nutty have sung the song “Luh Tyler Flow”.

Who is the music producer of the “Luh Tyler Flow” song?
“Luh Tyler Flow” song music was produced by ​Tana (Producer).

When was the”Luh Tyler Flow” song released?
“Luh Tyler Flow” song was released on July 21, 2023.