letra de not discussed - nazvsthewrld
i told the b-tch, run that sh-t
yeah, lately i been goin’ stupid
tryna get paid, don’t know how i’ma do it
i cannot f-ck with a ho, she ran through
young n-gga causing commotion uh huh (yeah)
still ain’t give no f-cks
how i’m feelin’, not discussed
on the ceiling, smokin’ runts (yeah)
how you feel? i feel like sh-t
come on a drill, who shall we hit
she off a pill might dance a bit
just for the thrill i blam the b-tch (um)
hit like six to thirty six that’s how many shots up in my sh-t
high speeding in a h-llcat, told my brother slow down so i can roll my spliff
why that ho keep texting on my number
d-mn she threw a fit
i don’t care about that thot, she not my ho, she not my b-tch (h-ll naw)
i been counting bands
watch that sh-t in the crowd
yeah, they clappin’ hands
clap, clap, clap
yeah, they clap for me
i don’t care about what that ho say
she gon pay a fee
no, that boy not my man’s
he ain’t nothin’ to me, pay the fee
yeah, they spеllin’ out my name they go like
j-a-y-b-u-d
i been gеtting rich
i been toting my stick
i been toting this money
by my player sh-t
i woke up this morning with the idea
flippin’ scripts
yeah, lately i been goin’ stupid
tryna get paid, don’t know how i’ma do it
i cannot f-ck with a ho, she ran through
young n-ggas causing commotion uh huh (yeah)
still ain’t give no f-cks
how i’m feelin’, not discussed
on the ceiling, smokin’ runts (yeah)
how you feel? i feel like sh-t
come on a drill, who shall we hit
she off a pill might dance a bit
just for the thrill i blam the b-tch (um)
36 shots up in my drumb
i smoke more more than the last time
b-tch, i been smokin’ good thrax
godd-mn, i’m too high
d-mn, i’m too high for this sh-t
but that don’t mean that i’m p-ssy
no, i still will blam, b-tch
i got my stick
b-b-tch, i had to ride it
ain’t leavin’ my crib unless my fye
is tucked inside my sh-t
yeah, yeah, yeah
throw it back for me
every time i drop it, run up quick (uh huh)
like, do the math for me
gave that b-tch like one time to f-ck
then drop her happily (yeah)
b-tches don’t feel bad for me
why would i feel bad for them
suck me up, don’t ask again
it’s true, i gotta say it
when it comes to you b-tch, i done ran out of patience
to the point where i don’t care bout love, just want face
cuz of you, i’m mistaken
late nights up thinkin’ i wasn’t gon’ make it
late nights up thinkin’ i wouldn’t be sh-t
thinking what did i do
now it’s look what you did
(you done f-ck up shawty)
(vision f-cked up uh)
uhhh
yeah, i blam the b-tch
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