Lyrics:
Ian Playing no games
I'm tired hearing bout a motherfucking rat anybody rat . I'm gon get on your ass. That ain't even my business
You ain't got
bread yes
Still bout my paper bruh you heard what I said
I don't need nobody to tell me nothing I'm my own man
Told y'all once before I'll say it again
by 4
Believe, if I catch him, bet you the hoe gon' go
See me with (?), you ain't gon' see the hoe no more
They love when I talk that shit
Roll
on you
Together there ain't nothing we can't do (there's nothing)
Any problem, we can see it through (we see it through)
Baby, if you promise to be true
Thinkin' 'bout a dollar
So if you ain't talkin' dollars
I ain't tryna holla
My heart cold cause I grew up without a
Father but it really made me smarter
Yeah
Word, these bitches be bugging God
Reason why ain't got nothing to do with nothing
Yeah, check it out y'all one two
We back up in this
bay
We ain't dip it in embalming fluid
Dripped and we draped out
Know what I talkin bout
You don't see my diamonds
Cause them boys be just be comin out
bay
We ain't dip it in embalming fluid
Dripped and we draped out
Know what I talkin bout
You don't see my diamonds
Cause them boys be just be comin out
buy my own drink
Up in the club, see men coming by a dozen
So it don't mean nothing to me
And I ain't even worried bout you homie
'Cause there's
Her time aint free
If you got nothing
Nothing from me
No she ain't bluffing
Her time ain't free
If you got nothing
Nothing from me
No she ain't
looks
You ain't no villain, you Dillon Brooks (ha)
Let me guess, you on your grizzly, tryna diss me
I'm looking at him like Bron, "Dawg, who is he?"
(Dior)
Know you out there in the projects
And you ain't taking deposits
So a nigga gotta sing for yours
I'll be with you when yo lows getting high off
Is nothing.. nothing that makes sense
They walk with small talk
And I watch the consequence swell up
And overflow into a large brook
Maybe its
acting up
Then I'll be there to comfort you
Shawty you know what it is
I can spend the night
But I gotta be gone by the morning
You ain't gotta talk
acting up
Then I'll be there to comfort you
Shawty you know what it is
I can spend the night
But I gotta be gone by the morning
You ain't gotta talk
Always focused on something
Always worried bout some money
Worried bout how you stunting
I ain't worried bout nothing
Always worried bout something
it on my chain, betcha ass get fried
All on IG, nigga wan' try me
See me in real life, won't walk by me
Hol' up, you ain't never seen these type
hating acting cold towards me
They just heating up my seats, thinking that they in the league
Bitch if you is know you a piston
I ain't talking bout
Got me feeling good feeling alright
Got that music jamming all night
Ain't nothing like a good time
Pull up and take a ride
Got me feeling good
Bill-me Clinton (yeah)
Trillville (right) I see you sir
'Bout to crank this motherfucker up right (yeah)
Tellin y'all 'bout these muh'fuckin
chill
You’ll give us Trout for Riley? Sorry Howie, no deal (nah!)
El Abusador my man is coming soon
Ronnie ain’t Dunn, this ain’t Neon Moon (Yeehaw)
This
and that bout drove me crazy
I aint really with games I can not let you play me
I aint got many friends because to many betrayed me
I aint never had nothing
Don't get your shit split back
Rocking by my dolo the motto still yolo
Bang out when I'm solo cause Gutta really cut-throat
Aint nothing like you bitches
take my chain in DC
I had to leave his ass wet
We ain't gon' speak on that all black shit
Tell the truth
Migos my family, so nigga fuck you
Okay! (free
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