Cell Not a Thing
Fuck that shits annoying
Motherfuckers always calling my phone
Don't want a motherfucking thing
Better know what the fuck you want (Shit)
You need it
You want it
I got it
I get it
Come get it
I ain't playing nigga
Don't worry bout a thing
I ain't worried bout a thing (Yeah)
I pull up clean no diamonds on me
I hop out young nigga still going to gleam
I shine yeah nigga with no sheen
Thing tinted yeah so you can't see me (Huh)
I pull up if you really want it
I don't fuck around never front nothing
Don't play me not a fucking dummy
Can't find me I'm a Hidden G
Get it out the streets
All about me cheese
Never chase a P
If your bitch see me she going to choose up on a G
Money weed aroma on me
I'm keep G I don't really care who see
Not a good look getting caught in the street
Make money
Ain't a damn thing funny
Loyalty
That's what I need around me
Cause you got to get the cash if you operate with me
Act funny
And 2 time me
I cut your ass off and you dead out here to me
If you can't fuck with that
That's the rules of a g
Ain't no need to worry me
Cause I'm always keep G (Huh)
Cause I ain't worried bout a thing
Cause I don't sell not a thing
You need it
You want it
I got it
I get it
Come get it
I ain't playing nigga
I don't sell not a thing
I ain't worried bout a thing
You need it
You want it
I got it
I get it
Come get it
I ain't playing nigga
Don't ring my line I don't have time
In less you talking about a motherfucking dollar sign
I get up off my ass and I hustle for mine
I really don't give a fuck a nigga like to grind
Don't ring my line
Ay what it's going to be
Don't ring my line
In less you talk big green
Don't ring my line
Cause I hustle for mine
Cause I hustle for mine
Cause I hustle for mine
Don't bother me
Cause I hustle for mine
Cause I hustle for mine
Cause I hustle for mine
Cause I hustle for mine
I don't sell not a thing
I ain't worried bout a thing
You need it
You want it
I got it
I get it
Come get it
I ain't playing nigga
I don't sell not a thing
I ain't worried bout a thing
You need it
You want it
I got it
I get it
Come get it
I ain't playing nigga
Yeah don't ring my line don't ring my line
In less you talking about a dollar sign hoe
Motherfuckers always calling my phone
Don't want a motherfucking thing
Better know what the fuck you want (Shit)
You need it
You want it
I got it
I get it
Come get it
I ain't playing nigga
Don't worry bout a thing
I ain't worried bout a thing (Yeah)
I pull up clean no diamonds on me
I hop out young nigga still going to gleam
I shine yeah nigga with no sheen
Thing tinted yeah so you can't see me (Huh)
I pull up if you really want it
I don't fuck around never front nothing
Don't play me not a fucking dummy
Can't find me I'm a Hidden G
Get it out the streets
All about me cheese
Never chase a P
If your bitch see me she going to choose up on a G
Money weed aroma on me
I'm keep G I don't really care who see
Not a good look getting caught in the street
Make money
Ain't a damn thing funny
Loyalty
That's what I need around me
Cause you got to get the cash if you operate with me
Act funny
And 2 time me
I cut your ass off and you dead out here to me
If you can't fuck with that
That's the rules of a g
Ain't no need to worry me
Cause I'm always keep G (Huh)
Cause I ain't worried bout a thing
Cause I don't sell not a thing
You need it
You want it
I got it
I get it
Come get it
I ain't playing nigga
I don't sell not a thing
I ain't worried bout a thing
You need it
You want it
I got it
I get it
Come get it
I ain't playing nigga
Don't ring my line I don't have time
In less you talking about a motherfucking dollar sign
I get up off my ass and I hustle for mine
I really don't give a fuck a nigga like to grind
Don't ring my line
Ay what it's going to be
Don't ring my line
In less you talk big green
Don't ring my line
Cause I hustle for mine
Cause I hustle for mine
Cause I hustle for mine
Don't bother me
Cause I hustle for mine
Cause I hustle for mine
Cause I hustle for mine
Cause I hustle for mine
I don't sell not a thing
I ain't worried bout a thing
You need it
You want it
I got it
I get it
Come get it
I ain't playing nigga
I don't sell not a thing
I ain't worried bout a thing
You need it
You want it
I got it
I get it
Come get it
I ain't playing nigga
Yeah don't ring my line don't ring my line
In less you talking about a dollar sign hoe
Credits
Writer(s): Michael Harris
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