NUN
Trippie Redd, Dababy
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(Sil on the beat, too) Uh-uh, uh-uh (yeah) Uh-uh, uh-uh Can't tell me nothin', can't tell me nothin' Can't tell me nothin', can't tell me nothin' Can't tell me nothin', can't tell me nothin' Can't tell me shit, can't tell me nothin' Can't tell me shit, can't tell me nothin' (yeah) Can't tell me shit (Oh, oh, oh, oh) I done asked you, "What's your name?" I done asked you, "What's your game?" (Yeah, bitch) Pull up in a whip that cost half a M (yeah, yeah, yeah) I don't know what's her name I think it's a CELINE, ah, yeah, she wanna be part of my gang She wanna get with the team Prolly wanna take pictures with me Prolly wanna take pictures with Trip' (uh, yeah) She run out screamin' now, she 1400 I can show you how to go get some motherfuckin' money But first, nigga, you gotta want it Nigga, I ain't trippin' on shit, I ain't sad, I'm just blunt and I'm prolly thinkin' 'bout havin' some money Want me a bad lil' bitch, long hair, fat ass, and I love it She prolly thinkin' 'bout havin' a hubby (yeah, yeah, yeah) I'm prolly thinkin' 'bout havin' a new bitch lettin' her hair blow (go) Tell her, "Put that in a hairbow" (go, go, go) Still sellin' motherfuckin' elbows (yeah, yeah, yeah) Keep that on the L-O, yeah, these niggas know how I'm rockin' (yeah, baow, baow, baow) These niggas know how I get (yeah) I pull down my shirt whenever I hop out my whip (woo, woo, woo) I had to cover my glick (yeah) I'm tryna bake me a nigga, bake him like a fish (baow, baow) Can't tell me nothin', can't tell me nothin' Can't tell me nothin', can't tell me nothin' Can't tell me nothin', can't tell me nothin' Can't tell me shit, can't tell me nothin' Can't tell me shit, can't tell me nothin' (yeah) Can't tell me shit Yeah, goin' hard (go, go, go) Every day, goin' hard, yeah I got racks for days (go), goin' hard Grew up in them trenches (go), you couldn't tell me nothin' Yeah, grew up up on that block, boy, I'm mama's son (bah) Pullin' up, fleet of trucks like Obama's son (bah, yeah) I've been sellin' out arenas, like I'm Donda's son (gang) Told 'em, "Make a wish," like I'm Cosmo and Wanda's son (ha) My future bright, my heart dark like it ain't got the sun (ha) I heard you're racin' to the top, boy, you better run Niggas know that I'm the shit, boy, you better plunge They like, "Trip, where you get that drip?" Boy, it's one of one (shit, bitch) I heard them pussy niggas thought that I was one and done (shit, shit) I'm from 800 where them choppers spray, we run and gun (bah) I thought a pussy-ass bitch-nigga said somethin' (brah, brah, brah) Can't tell me nothin', can't tell me nothin' Can't tell me nothin', can't tell me nothin' Can't tell me nothin', can't tell me nothin' Can't tell me shit, can't tell me nothin' Can't tell me shit, can't tell me nothin' (yeah) Can't tell me shit
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Written by: Michael Lamar White II, Jonathan Lyndale Kirk, Hunter Roberts, Igor Mamet, Peter Jideonwo, Sil Van Bebber
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