Dont Say To Much

Yeah
Yeah

I'm back on my old shit fukk what you say how stack up that money bitch
That's my lil safe code I plead the fifth your honor the case close
I herd that you city rich that shit handle down you know you ain't getting shit
I told my lil partner to chill he iching to move he ready to hit a lick
Stack'm up like LEGOs watch the pieces go fumbling and bumbling
My lil boo cook me chicken and dumplings
Steady hustling from Monday to Sunday
Face to face yawl ain't getting no money
Yeah I took a break like Wayne I'm sorry for the wait
They won't me to vote but who am I to choose the faith
The president debate is something I can't relate

Wait, hold up let me switch the flow up
This a sick as life style make you wanna throw up
Wait, hold up they don't wanna grow up
But then they gone be mad when a mother-fukker blow up
Who cares if I don't show up, I went to blow some smoke off
And please don't try an play with me you gone meet up with Adolf
And if I see your nigga in the club he gone get stole off
Snatch his chain and run off, man take that fake as shit off
You cappin as nigga you just started rapping nigga
Got all the prop gun because you ain't gone pull the trigger
You see me out in traffic you just ride right pass nigga
I'm riding around the city ain't no bodyguards niggas

I'm back on my old shit fukk what you say how stack up that money bitch
That's my lil safe code I plead the fifth your honor the case close
I herd that you city rich that shit handle down you know you ain't getting shit
I told my lil partner to chill he iching to move he ready to hit a lick
Stack'm up like LEGOs watch the pieces go fumbling and bumbling
My lil boo cook me chicken and dumplings
Steady hustling from Monday to Sunday
Face to face yawl ain't getting no money
Yeah I took a break like Wayne I'm sorry for the wait
They won't me to vote but who am I to choose the faith
The president debate is something I can't relate



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Writer(s): Devontay Richardson
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