Tellin Me

Yea yea
RDI
Ve Lour
Aye
Let's get it

By my side and the envy
Early in the morning bitches tellin me
All of my friends, they got felonies
Tryna make a mill off these melodies
Dog, dog dog
Fuck is you tellin me
Dog, aye
Fuck is you tellin me
Dog, huh
Fuck is you tellin me

Look
Regardless if I might offend you
Excuse my french
You motherfucking poodles
Chopping these bars
I'm greedy
They making a hit, conceiving
Cooking up hits in Philly
But you wanna diss me
What the fuck is you telling me
I'm hot, one hunnit degrees
You betta take shelter
When I'm thunder storming on these beats
It's the walking dead
I'm not rocking wit no petty beef
Ain't no vegetarian
I'm straight up out the slaughterhouse
My people be telling me
Yall niggas got felonies
I can't be fucking wit you
Gotta think about me
But you know I'm on the road
Making money
You think it's funny
That I'm all alone
But you sawty that you can't be wit us

Aye

By my side and the envy
Early in the morning bitches tellin me
All of my friends, they got felonies
Tryna make a mill off these melodies
Dog, fuck is you tellin me
Dog, fuck is you tellin me
Dog fuck is you tellin me



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Writer(s): Karim Whifield
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