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letra de not playing - bluesome

[chorus]
yeah, drop the cell on her
i drop the cell on ’em, (rah)
i don’t got no time to be answering bells from ’em, (d-mn)
i keep it real, hunnid
i keep it real, don’t i? (three)
motherf-ckers always talk, just respect your honour, (ooh, oh my days)

[post-chorus]
i’m not playing no more, ah, (oh my days)
i’m not playing no more, oh, (yeah, oh my days)
p-ssies tryna go to war, woah, (oh my days)
i just keep to my thoughts

[verse 1]
i do not give a sh-t, i might go to war with my friends, (oh no, no)
i do not give a b-tch, anymore than my attention, (oh no)
vibes that i’m f-cking with are nothing less than a ten, (ayy)
i got more game with my thoughts so i said “f-ck a pen”, (ooh)
they think i don’t say sh-t ’cause i use autotune, think again
i been around, these motherf-ckers need my talеnts, but i won’t lend (rage)
some pеople say they good, maybe you are, but you too zenned, (d-mn)
i can’t help a motherf-cker like that, go make a good song then, yeah (three)
if you wan’ tell your problems to me, i won’t listen
put me on, what they say, they wan’t they diamonds glistening
really, they only want me just to get positioned
get they money up (right, right), uh, i can’t listen
[pre-chorus]
everybody that i talk to end up trippin’, trippin’
i’m like scottie, with the bank account i’m pippen, pippen
count a lot, that’s how i know i’m winnin’, winnin’
you know i’m winnin’, winnin’, so i (yeah) gotta, (uh, rah)

[post-chorus]
i’m not playing no more, ah, (oh my days)
i’m not playing no more, oh, (yeah, oh my days)
p-ssies tryna go to war, woah, (oh my days)
i just keep to my thoughts

[bridge]
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
i been getting to the cheddar, feeling great
i just need a little cheese that i can grate
i just need to get to that cake, (yeah)
[verse 2]
one more time, try me, it won’t be nice
yeah, you know (ooh) that your music gets stale quick like cooked rice
motherf-ckers talk to me nice to get advice
then they run off with my knowledge, or, at least they try
i been getting to the bag slow, but i ain’t thai
still we growing surely, yeah, yeah, know that’s right
trippin’ bout a rolex? nah, nah, f-ck the ice
still i get it once, twice, for the three, i get nine, like, (right, right)

[pre-chorus]
everybody that i talk to end up trippin’, trippin’
i’m like scottie, with the bank account i’m pippen, pippen
count a lot, that’s how i know i’m winnin’, winnin’
you know i’m winnin’, winnin’, so i (yeah) gotta, (uh, rah)

[chorus]
yeah, drop the cell on her
i drop the cell on ’em
i don’t got no time to be answering bells from ’em
i keep it real, hunnid
i keep it real, don’t i?
motherf-ckers always talk, just respect your honour, (ooh, oh my days)

[post-chorus]
i’m not playing no more, ah, (oh my days)
i’m not playing no more, oh, (yeah, oh my days)
p-ssies tryna go to war, woah, (oh my days)
i just keep to my thoughts
[segue]
i just keep to my thoughts, ooh
ahh, ahh, ooh

[verse 3]
right, i been with a vibe
i been with a vibe
we been feelin’ right
we been feelin’ vibes, (yeah)
and i get it, i
and i get it, like
almost every night

[outro]
i’m not playing no more
i’m not playing no more, oh, (oh my days)
p-ssies tryna go to war
i just keep to my thoughts

- bluesome

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