Don't Even Bother
I'm tired of the glocks I'm bout to buy a choppa
I'm breaking down them P's she thought I stayed with rasta
I'm chefin in the kitchen whip it like it's pasta
And that boy career dead and he can't buy charger
This bitch calling me daddy but I'm not her father
And I only came for the head bitch don't even bother
And my plug don't speak no English he talk guala guala
You want the gang at the spot gotta pay top dollar
These niggas going out sad I don't need a hoe
Three Six I get the head one time then delete the hoe
Danger glock 17 it'll bleed the hoe
Banger I'm in the stu all night until the speakers broke
Niggas been talking bout dat bread I need the whole loaf
Niggas ain't really tryna hit they just be blowing smoke
If I get that card I'm going for the gusto
I'm selling sauce come get some munna for the dumb low
Who got the wocky I been on the road dodging 12 John Stockton
I be with the munna gang bitch you know we rocking
Thigh pads I'm stepping in that shit up in my pocket
Four Five Six put that shit on the floor I'm tryna scrape a hoe
I be on some pimp shit I make and then I break the hoe
I'm tired of the glocks I'm bout to buy a choppa
I'm breaking down them P's she thought I stayed with rasta
I'm chefin in the kitchen whip it like it's pasta
And that boy career dead and he can't buy charger
This bitch calling me daddy but I'm not her father
And I only came for the head bitch don't even bother
And my plug don't speak no English he talk guala guala
You want the gang at the spot gotta pay top dollar
I'm breaking down them P's she thought I stayed with rasta
I'm chefin in the kitchen whip it like it's pasta
And that boy career dead and he can't buy charger
This bitch calling me daddy but I'm not her father
And I only came for the head bitch don't even bother
And my plug don't speak no English he talk guala guala
You want the gang at the spot gotta pay top dollar
These niggas going out sad I don't need a hoe
Three Six I get the head one time then delete the hoe
Danger glock 17 it'll bleed the hoe
Banger I'm in the stu all night until the speakers broke
Niggas been talking bout dat bread I need the whole loaf
Niggas ain't really tryna hit they just be blowing smoke
If I get that card I'm going for the gusto
I'm selling sauce come get some munna for the dumb low
Who got the wocky I been on the road dodging 12 John Stockton
I be with the munna gang bitch you know we rocking
Thigh pads I'm stepping in that shit up in my pocket
Four Five Six put that shit on the floor I'm tryna scrape a hoe
I be on some pimp shit I make and then I break the hoe
I'm tired of the glocks I'm bout to buy a choppa
I'm breaking down them P's she thought I stayed with rasta
I'm chefin in the kitchen whip it like it's pasta
And that boy career dead and he can't buy charger
This bitch calling me daddy but I'm not her father
And I only came for the head bitch don't even bother
And my plug don't speak no English he talk guala guala
You want the gang at the spot gotta pay top dollar
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Writer(s): Daylan Bates
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