I'm Not Even Trying
Hmm, yeah
Yeah
Uh, never me
Yeah
Never why
Never, never why
Never win
I don't know, I don't know why
Blah, blah
Don't know why
Feeling
Standing on my cheddar
By the weather
I know a million
I'm finna get it in the million
Yeah, get that shit a million
I love my Glock, it feel like billion
She wanna get it, huh
Bobbing up the billion
I said, "Well, shoot it, ma"
I don't wanna Chrissy ma
She want that Milian
I don't wanna stay undone
Yeah, the money's come
Yeah, I feel see shit
I've been a demon
Yeah, I fucked a dollar, bitch
It came another change
Key shine on another range
Yeah, I got my gun, you another range
Hope it don't arrange
Don't no be no strange
I'm here with my gang
Love and entertain
I don't wanna dange
I don't even want it, man
I got my chain from Johnny Dang
And it's glistening
Yeah, I'ma steady engage on the way
Yeah, I'ma be on stage on the way
Yeah, I'ma be on stage on the way
Yeah, be on stage on the way
Uh
Lovers say creep
Bother me
I don't fall asleep
Don't no wanna be
Don't wanna recipe
Reader me
Rather tell the gang
I don't understand
I'm the man
What it do?
I done read it with the crew, you know what we do
We don't bang that level five but we bang, too
We don't bang that level five then we bang blue
Yeah, we bang that lil' six when we come through
Yeah, I be hanging it with pants 'cause they hang, too
I ain't, I ain't got no flag but it's black, too
Yeah, I ain't got no flag but my black screw
Yeah, I pull up in the motherfucking black coupe
So what you wanna do?
Buh
I don't wanna shoot that gun, shit I rally smoke
Really no
I don't wanna go
I don't wanna flow
They say the ghostbusters got the ghost
Well, I got the smoke
Pop another low
Pop another coke
Sniff it, wanna choke
Got away
I just gotta sing
31st bitches Halloween
I don't wanna stain
I don't wanna be another me
Caught another ding
Caught another seem
I caught a dream
Yeah, I done sting ya
On the bees, on the knees
I wanna fly
I wanna tell you to come through
What a mind
You outta mind
You outta line
You are fine
Well bitches, we ain't got no fences
This is the gun line
Buh!
I don't know why
Why
Nigga
I knife ya
I don't know why
Nigga
Pussy
Uh
Yeah
Uh, never me
Yeah
Never why
Never, never why
Never win
I don't know, I don't know why
Blah, blah
Don't know why
Feeling
Standing on my cheddar
By the weather
I know a million
I'm finna get it in the million
Yeah, get that shit a million
I love my Glock, it feel like billion
She wanna get it, huh
Bobbing up the billion
I said, "Well, shoot it, ma"
I don't wanna Chrissy ma
She want that Milian
I don't wanna stay undone
Yeah, the money's come
Yeah, I feel see shit
I've been a demon
Yeah, I fucked a dollar, bitch
It came another change
Key shine on another range
Yeah, I got my gun, you another range
Hope it don't arrange
Don't no be no strange
I'm here with my gang
Love and entertain
I don't wanna dange
I don't even want it, man
I got my chain from Johnny Dang
And it's glistening
Yeah, I'ma steady engage on the way
Yeah, I'ma be on stage on the way
Yeah, I'ma be on stage on the way
Yeah, be on stage on the way
Uh
Lovers say creep
Bother me
I don't fall asleep
Don't no wanna be
Don't wanna recipe
Reader me
Rather tell the gang
I don't understand
I'm the man
What it do?
I done read it with the crew, you know what we do
We don't bang that level five but we bang, too
We don't bang that level five then we bang blue
Yeah, we bang that lil' six when we come through
Yeah, I be hanging it with pants 'cause they hang, too
I ain't, I ain't got no flag but it's black, too
Yeah, I ain't got no flag but my black screw
Yeah, I pull up in the motherfucking black coupe
So what you wanna do?
Buh
I don't wanna shoot that gun, shit I rally smoke
Really no
I don't wanna go
I don't wanna flow
They say the ghostbusters got the ghost
Well, I got the smoke
Pop another low
Pop another coke
Sniff it, wanna choke
Got away
I just gotta sing
31st bitches Halloween
I don't wanna stain
I don't wanna be another me
Caught another ding
Caught another seem
I caught a dream
Yeah, I done sting ya
On the bees, on the knees
I wanna fly
I wanna tell you to come through
What a mind
You outta mind
You outta line
You are fine
Well bitches, we ain't got no fences
This is the gun line
Buh!
I don't know why
Why
Nigga
I knife ya
I don't know why
Nigga
Pussy
Uh
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