CHATTER (feat. YBN Nahmir)

Yeah (it's awful Daniel)

Slide to her crib
Beat it, Micheal Jackson
I know hella niggas wanna put on my back
But no, I can't let it happen
Talkin' with you fenofuckers, I ain't with the chatter

Get up out my way if you a threat to me (threat to me)
(Woah, woah, woah, woah)
If I know you hatin' then you dead to me (dead to me)
(Woah, woah, woah, woah)
She for everybody, call her Heffany (Heffany)
(Woah, woah, woah, woah)
I can't fall in love and let her get to me
(Woah, woah, woah, woah)

Slide to her crib, beat it like abuser
Had to cut her off 'cause I ain't wanna use her
Tell me if it's up, get off the computer
If you wanna play with me, the choppa gonna mute ya

Oh, aim it right at your medulla
Boom, boom, boom, boom, now them bullets going through ya
I flex on my ex, but I used to be a loser
Snakes in my head got me feelin' like Medusa

I'm really with the shits and I can hit ya bitch
I ain't worried 'bout them niggas, they be talkin' that gibberish
Oh, I was gettin' dubbed, but now I'm gettin' rich, oh
I'm Unghetto but my bitch know how to flip a brick

Slide to her crib
Beat it, Micheal Jackson
I know hella niggas wanna put on my back
But no, I can't let it happen
Talkin' with you fenofuckers, I ain't with the chatter

Get up out my way if you a threat to me (threat to me)
(Woah, woah, woah, woah)
If I know you hatin' then you dead to me (dead to me)
(Woah, woah, woah, woah)
She for everybody, call her Heffany (Heffany)
(Woah, woah, woah, woah)
I can't fall in love and let her get to me
(Woah, woah, woah, woah)

Baby I'm a thug, I can't fall in love
You can't catch me in that bitch, that's my blower in the club
Take her out the hood, got my bitch a bag
Taught her how to get that money now she bringing in that cash

Aye, I can't fuck a bitch if she ain't 'bout her cheese (hey)
(Woah, woah, woah, woah)
Fuck yo' nigga bitch 'cause she ain't fuckin' with me
(Woah, woah, woah, woah)

Do a show, I gotta pick up that bag and
Fuck yo' hoe, going crazy slappin' on her backend
Chicken in my pockets fallin' out
All these bitches going, they see I'm that nigga now
Swervin' in the Lambo', you ain't catchin' shit
I was in that bando, tryna hit a lick
I got big guns like Rambo, this nigga don't get hit
Pulling strings like a banjo, the leader of my clique

Slide to her crib
Beat it, Micheal Jackson
I know hella niggas wanna put on my back
But no, I can't let it happen
Talkin' with you fenofuckers, I ain't with the chatter

Get up out my way if you a threat to me (threat to me)
(Woah, woah, woah, woah)
If I know you hatin' then you dead to me (dead to me)
(Woah, woah, woah, woah)
She for everybody, call her Heffany (Heffany)
(Woah, woah, woah, woah)
I can't fall in love and let her get to me
(Woah, woah, woah, woah)