Ain't Saying Shit

Drop that window on that car, that's gon' get it wet
They keep askin' for that old Dot, I'm finna bring him back
Fuckin' on that skeezy ho, don't know that she part of the set
I ain't playin', watch when he pop out, I'ma be down his back
It's gon' be a bloody murder scene, that Drac' be catchin' hats
Swing on me and I'ma double back and hit two back to back
I ain't the same nigga that was broke, I ran up my racks, big stepping
Got it out the mud, I ain't gotta cap, big flexing
He get blowed, he blow up at my bro, just leave his shit messy
Calicos, them bitches knock off doors, this bitch a big weapon
He ain't slime, but we still wipe his nose 'cause it's a big blessing
Better not loaf 'cause you said fuck my bro
Oh, yeah, you big stepping
We pop out and leave shit on the pave, he gotta see the reverend
Come through with that Drac'
Get out my way 'cause shit gon' get hectic
Call her over, bitch, you know the drill, ho, get naked
Opps claimin' they got the lo', bet, pull up, we ready
I been stackin' bands, bitch, just to make up for them hats
Subliminals on Instagram like, pussy nigga, drop an at
Ghost town on your block, we slide through like, "Where you at?"
Clap this bitch first, just know that opp nigga ain't clappin' back
You ain't jump in no fuckin' cars 'bout that dead bitch
Talkin' 'bout you got bodies, nigga, you ain't shred shit
All that fuckin' lyin' that you doing got your mans hit
He was with him, fuck it, hit him, nigga, we ain't sparin' shit
Caught his brother duckin' with him, I just let that lead hit
Stuck like Malcolm in the Middle, now that boy a dead jit
Drac' fuck his face up, his bitch ass need a medkit
Don't ask me 'bout no nigga, I don't figure, I ain't sayin' shit



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Writer(s): Jeremiah Markell Williams, Jacourey Rivers, Arjun Hasnain
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