Y O N I

I don't do well takin niggas advice
Ah ah
Fuck I look like diggin up a bunch of dead situations and given me life
Ah ah
Tell me why your closest niggas hit me up then act like they forget me when I give em the price

Ah uh
In da lab cookin up Hoping I get to get me a slice
I don't chop it up wit niggas
I only give em the dice
I don't be fuckin yo girl
I only hit that shit twice
I was taught to get the shit ya self
And if it helps
I been waste deep inside that water wit niggas that isnt Phelps
And surround by the bitches that love to go kiss and tell
Fuck they whole side I'm never gon wish em well
Or give em a call
Them niggas gon learn the harder way
Should I give em the ball
All them Clown niggas wasnt wise wit they penny's at all



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Writer(s): Timothy Wilson
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