I Don't Gotta Rap

Bobby
Yeah
F M
Yeah

Ayo tell em how you doin
I just bought two new whips I be cruising
Maneuvering
Hop out on your block and leave em ruined
I got it out the chalk
And I got it out the shrooms
I just brought it off the lot
I drop the top then I be zoomin
The forty on me so I gotta sag
Heard that my old shorty startin to hate I got a bag
All day splittin up em bricks
So you know I'm poppin tags
I'm always sitting on em sticks
But you know I'm not a f (yuh)
Cause I be on yo side of town
That why be they pissed yo
I keep sliding up and down
Like they call me disco
Ya I like to ride around
Thats why I have the pistol
They like what you smiling bout
My life I had to risk yo
I do it for the green
So I don't gotta rap
Causе I ain't doin streams
I ain't got it off of that
No not rapping for the cash
Wanna put shit on the map
Got it tattеd on my abs
Just so yall know where its at

Yeah y'all know where its at
If you don't I got the tat
Ever since I got the dough
My only focus on the cash
Yeah yall know where its at
Told my bro to drop a pack
Hit the fo and brought it back
So I don't gotta rap

Yo said I don't gotta rap
Yo said I don't gotta rap
Told my bro to drop a pack
I hit the fo and brought it back
Yo said I don't gotta rap
Yo said I don't gotta rap
Yo I got allot of cash
No I ain't got it off of that
Yo said I don't gotta rap
Yo said I don't gotta rap
Told my bro to drop a pack
I hit the fo and brought it back
Yo said I don't gotta rap
Yo said I don't gotta rap
Yo I got allot of cash
No I ain't got it off of that

I went and got it off of that
No I ain't got it off the rappin
If I hear em talking trash
I wipe em off just like a napkin
They might say that im unthoughtful
By the way that I be laughing
I might twist em on a bottle
By the way that they be cappin
I ain't even close to patient
I ain't needing no ovation
Hiding ps of dope in basements
I might be their motivation
Clutching sticks and rods just waiting
Got you dropping the location
Yo I f quit my job
Soon as I got off the probation
So you know this ain't no vacay this a way of life
Its payday everyday and night
Go tay k ain't no playing nice
Sold yay yay I dont play with dice
Allot of b thought that they could change the price
I ain't the type
Allot of b call me up
It ain't for white they craving pipe
Like ay this how I really did it
Out in my city wit it
On my d she really sitting
Cop a brick we really split it
Talking s we really living
Y'all so scared of that
If you didn't
I let yall know where its at

Yeah Y'all know where its at
If you don't I got the tat
Ever since I got the dough
My only focus on the cash
Yeah yall know where its at
Told my bro to drop a pack
Hit the fo and brought it back
So I don't gotta rap

Yo said I don't gotta rap
Yo said I don't gotta rap
Told my bro to drop a pack
I hit the fo and brought it back
Yo said I don't gotta rap
Yo said I don't gotta rap
Yo I got allot of cash
No I ain't got it off of that
Yo said I don't gotta rap
Yo said I don't gotta rap
Told my bro to drop a pack
I hit the fo and brought it back
Yo said I don't gotta rap
Yo said I don't gotta rap
Yo I got allot of cash
No I ain't got it off of that

Bobby
Yeah
Yall know what the f goin on
We gettin too much money in this b
Yeah yall know that's a fact
So I don't gotta rap



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Writer(s): Robert Stone
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