Unaware
I told her baby you know
She told me baby I don't
And we get freaky off patron
Couple shots and we going back home
And they got me laughing thinking that they gonna get the chance
Yea I pull up I make him do his dance
Dumb lil nigga running out his pants (running out his pants)
This lil nigga looking mad embarrassed (he looking mad embarrassed)
Talking shit when I ain't even there (yea I ain't even there)
Taking shit thinking I'm unaware
Yea niggas always talking smack
Pull up pushing his shit back
I told him I'm ready for action (Oh No)
And niggas capping on the gram
Say they got semi-matics
I pull up I ain't hear no shots
Yea tell me what had happened (I been thinking bout' it)
Yea I don't hear no semi clapping
You say you got a blick then nigga go and fucking flash it
You say you want the smoke then 3 puff pass it
You always talking all that shit but never want no static
Model body yea she ain't need no Mr.Miami
I ain't fucking scared I know they got my addy
Yea I don't fucking care just know I'm fucking ready
Yea the stripes all on her ass she look like cincinnati
I told her baby you know
She told me baby I don't
And we get freaky off patron
Couple shots and we going back home
And they got me laughing thinking that they gonna get the chance
Yea I pull up I make him do his dance
Dumb lil nigga running out his pants (running out his pants)
This lil nigga looking mad embarrassed (he looking mad embarrassed)
Talking shit when I ain't even there (yea I ain't even there)
Taking shit thinking I'm unaware
I got racks hanging out my pockets
When I pull up they all stare
And she calling my phone
I told that bitch get out my hair
I been doing me give a fuck bout' what they think
I cannot care
She finna sit on my face like a chair
I got my sons like I'm running for mayor
Tony Hubun lil bitch I ain't too rare
Bust down AP diamonds look at the glare
Niggas are fruits just like muhfuckin pears
Count on my shooters that muhfucka paired
Just bought some shoes every week a new pair
I'm ... you cannot compare
Dumb lil nigga running out his pants (running out his pants)
This lil nigga looking mad embarrassed (he looking mad embarrassed)
Talking shit when I ain't even there (yea I ain't even there)
Taking shit thinking I'm unaware
She told me baby I don't
And we get freaky off patron
Couple shots and we going back home
And they got me laughing thinking that they gonna get the chance
Yea I pull up I make him do his dance
Dumb lil nigga running out his pants (running out his pants)
This lil nigga looking mad embarrassed (he looking mad embarrassed)
Talking shit when I ain't even there (yea I ain't even there)
Taking shit thinking I'm unaware
Yea niggas always talking smack
Pull up pushing his shit back
I told him I'm ready for action (Oh No)
And niggas capping on the gram
Say they got semi-matics
I pull up I ain't hear no shots
Yea tell me what had happened (I been thinking bout' it)
Yea I don't hear no semi clapping
You say you got a blick then nigga go and fucking flash it
You say you want the smoke then 3 puff pass it
You always talking all that shit but never want no static
Model body yea she ain't need no Mr.Miami
I ain't fucking scared I know they got my addy
Yea I don't fucking care just know I'm fucking ready
Yea the stripes all on her ass she look like cincinnati
I told her baby you know
She told me baby I don't
And we get freaky off patron
Couple shots and we going back home
And they got me laughing thinking that they gonna get the chance
Yea I pull up I make him do his dance
Dumb lil nigga running out his pants (running out his pants)
This lil nigga looking mad embarrassed (he looking mad embarrassed)
Talking shit when I ain't even there (yea I ain't even there)
Taking shit thinking I'm unaware
I got racks hanging out my pockets
When I pull up they all stare
And she calling my phone
I told that bitch get out my hair
I been doing me give a fuck bout' what they think
I cannot care
She finna sit on my face like a chair
I got my sons like I'm running for mayor
Tony Hubun lil bitch I ain't too rare
Bust down AP diamonds look at the glare
Niggas are fruits just like muhfuckin pears
Count on my shooters that muhfucka paired
Just bought some shoes every week a new pair
I'm ... you cannot compare
Dumb lil nigga running out his pants (running out his pants)
This lil nigga looking mad embarrassed (he looking mad embarrassed)
Talking shit when I ain't even there (yea I ain't even there)
Taking shit thinking I'm unaware
Credits
Writer(s): Johansen Reyes
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