Noticed (feat. Lil Duke & Yak Gotti)
Talk to 'em! (Woo)
I don't even know the bitch (know nothin')
These niggas talkin' 'bout about the bankroll, ain't even show the shit, oh (show nothin')
Ridin' with a heater, my fuckin' world is cold and shit (cold)
Y'all niggas just be pillow talkin' to these hoes, you breaking the code and shit
I'm just gettin' older (older) and wiser (wiser)
Rollin' with the Airforce on tires (skrr, skrr)
And I'm just rollin', rollin', rollin'
She gon' keep it on the low like Otis
We ain't tryna get her noticed
We fuckin' on the low now (low now)
Rockin' all these shows (shows, oh)
Trap house get them lows out (lows out)
Too high geeked, I dozed off
I'm thе one that they chose now (chosе now)
Everything I post, goes now (goes now)
I'm stackin' it up for that rose now (rose now)
We takin' chances, don't need no advance (need no advance)
Daddy went and died, had pounds in the pantry (pounds in the pantry)
I need a blunt, had a bitch with no panties (bitch with no panties)
She hid the clip, boy, as soon as I'm landing (soon as I'm landing)
Talkin' 'bout me but they ain't know my style (my style)
Came from the bottom like what is the while?
I really don't give a fuck where he from (he from)
You told him, "Stick with them drums"
Baby girl, you know you nice (know you nice)
Came out the slum and I earned all my stripes (earned all my stripes)
What I'm tryin' say is that we fuckin' tonight (fuckin' tonight)
Niggas be hatin', they can't live my life (can't live my life)
I been too bad, I might make her my wife (make her my wife)
He in all black like a thief in the night (thief in the night)
Everyday with me, she wantin' to pipe (wantin' to pipe)
She say I hit it, that bitch was a lie
Talk to 'em! (Woo)
I don't even know the bitch (know nothin')
These niggas talkin' 'bout about the bankroll, ain't even show the shit, oh (show nothin')
Ridin' with a heater, my fuckin' world is cold and shit (cold)
Y'all niggas just be pillow talkin' to these hoes, you breaking the code and shit
I'm just gettin' older (older) and wiser (wiser)
Rollin' with the Airforce on tires (skrr, skrr)
And I'm just rollin', rollin', rollin'
She gon' keep it on the low like Otis
We ain't tryna get her noticed
Put it down, baby, dance on the D, yeah (yeah)
Need a bih 'bout it, yeah, this the V-12
Say your ex is a lame and he tryna keep up in the club and he fucked up in real
Put my heart on my sleeve when I vibe with you (vibe)
Glasses on, only eyes for you (the eyes)
Buy you Prada 'cause I'm proud of you (proud)
Put my pride to the side for you
Be aggressive when I'm inside of you
Na-na, we ain't takin' no L's (na-na)
In Atlanta, we matchin' Chanel
Double drank for this cash in the bail
Give you my heart but I cannot chill
Give you my heart but I cannot chill
I got issues and I know it, baby
Know I'm the future, feel like Rocky and you know it, baby
'Cause she know me and Duke, we was in the booth, red light, I'm elevated
Watch how you pour my cup, lately I been goin' through things
Talk to 'em! (Woo, yeah)
I don't even know the bitch (I don't even know nothin')
These niggas talkin' 'bout about the bankroll, ain't even show the shit, oh (show nothin')
Ridin' with a heater, my fuckin' world is cold and shit (cold)
Y'all niggas just be pillow talkin' to these hoes, you breaking the code and shit
I'm just gettin' older (older) and wiser (wiser)
Rollin' with the Airforce on tires (skrr, skrr)
And I'm just rollin', rollin', rollin'
She gon' keep it on the low like Otis
We ain't tryna get her noticed
I don't even know the bitch (know nothin')
These niggas talkin' 'bout about the bankroll, ain't even show the shit, oh (show nothin')
Ridin' with a heater, my fuckin' world is cold and shit (cold)
Y'all niggas just be pillow talkin' to these hoes, you breaking the code and shit
I'm just gettin' older (older) and wiser (wiser)
Rollin' with the Airforce on tires (skrr, skrr)
And I'm just rollin', rollin', rollin'
She gon' keep it on the low like Otis
We ain't tryna get her noticed
We fuckin' on the low now (low now)
Rockin' all these shows (shows, oh)
Trap house get them lows out (lows out)
Too high geeked, I dozed off
I'm thе one that they chose now (chosе now)
Everything I post, goes now (goes now)
I'm stackin' it up for that rose now (rose now)
We takin' chances, don't need no advance (need no advance)
Daddy went and died, had pounds in the pantry (pounds in the pantry)
I need a blunt, had a bitch with no panties (bitch with no panties)
She hid the clip, boy, as soon as I'm landing (soon as I'm landing)
Talkin' 'bout me but they ain't know my style (my style)
Came from the bottom like what is the while?
I really don't give a fuck where he from (he from)
You told him, "Stick with them drums"
Baby girl, you know you nice (know you nice)
Came out the slum and I earned all my stripes (earned all my stripes)
What I'm tryin' say is that we fuckin' tonight (fuckin' tonight)
Niggas be hatin', they can't live my life (can't live my life)
I been too bad, I might make her my wife (make her my wife)
He in all black like a thief in the night (thief in the night)
Everyday with me, she wantin' to pipe (wantin' to pipe)
She say I hit it, that bitch was a lie
Talk to 'em! (Woo)
I don't even know the bitch (know nothin')
These niggas talkin' 'bout about the bankroll, ain't even show the shit, oh (show nothin')
Ridin' with a heater, my fuckin' world is cold and shit (cold)
Y'all niggas just be pillow talkin' to these hoes, you breaking the code and shit
I'm just gettin' older (older) and wiser (wiser)
Rollin' with the Airforce on tires (skrr, skrr)
And I'm just rollin', rollin', rollin'
She gon' keep it on the low like Otis
We ain't tryna get her noticed
Put it down, baby, dance on the D, yeah (yeah)
Need a bih 'bout it, yeah, this the V-12
Say your ex is a lame and he tryna keep up in the club and he fucked up in real
Put my heart on my sleeve when I vibe with you (vibe)
Glasses on, only eyes for you (the eyes)
Buy you Prada 'cause I'm proud of you (proud)
Put my pride to the side for you
Be aggressive when I'm inside of you
Na-na, we ain't takin' no L's (na-na)
In Atlanta, we matchin' Chanel
Double drank for this cash in the bail
Give you my heart but I cannot chill
Give you my heart but I cannot chill
I got issues and I know it, baby
Know I'm the future, feel like Rocky and you know it, baby
'Cause she know me and Duke, we was in the booth, red light, I'm elevated
Watch how you pour my cup, lately I been goin' through things
Talk to 'em! (Woo, yeah)
I don't even know the bitch (I don't even know nothin')
These niggas talkin' 'bout about the bankroll, ain't even show the shit, oh (show nothin')
Ridin' with a heater, my fuckin' world is cold and shit (cold)
Y'all niggas just be pillow talkin' to these hoes, you breaking the code and shit
I'm just gettin' older (older) and wiser (wiser)
Rollin' with the Airforce on tires (skrr, skrr)
And I'm just rollin', rollin', rollin'
She gon' keep it on the low like Otis
We ain't tryna get her noticed
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Writer(s): Jeffery Lamar Williams
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