No Heed
I don't waste time I'm on to the next
This one lil' bitch always calls me for sex
I wasn't myself so I cut off my dreads
How you get to the money? I just used my two legs
They jocking the style they jocking the trend
My nigga was down so I gave him a hand
I'm cooking too hot damn I'm burning the pan
I'm feeling too good I ain't pop me a xan
Can't trust these niggas these niggas be tran
Got one pullin' up and she bringing her friend
I made me a bag and I bought me some land
I roll me blunt while I sit in the Benz
The money too heavy I'm sagging my pants
I look at my account I do nothin' but dance
The head be so good she ain't using no hands
I got hoes up in Europe I got hoes in Japan
Play after play I've been grinding all week
I open my fridge I got plenty to eat
I fart up the party like nigga you reek
She said she so proud how I'm doing my thing
I stack up the bread I just sleep and repeat
I shoutout my kin when I'm on TV
I'm calling the shots but this ain't the league
I do what I want I ain't taking no heed
I don't waste time I'm on to the next
This one lil' bitch always calls me for sex
I wasn't myself so I cut off my dreads
How you get to the money? I just used my two legs
They jocking the style they jocking the trend
My nigga was down so I gave him a hand
I'm cooking too hot damn I'm burning the pan
I'm feeling too good I ain't pop me a xan
I always play dumb they ain't give me cred
I did this alone I knew I was the man
I knew it was gon' come but I didn't when
Puffin' on zooties
Mary my scent
I admit I was wrong dear Lord I repent
I committed adultery I came and I went
How I be popping my shit I catch me a tech
They calling me Dasher how I run up a check
I'm smoking a wood and I'm deep in her guts
I'm fresh than a bitch I just threw this shit on
Crown on my head nigga sitting the throne
Play with one of mines then I'm sending you home
Its OSS I'm changing the tone
Lil' bih tell me how she like my cologne
Don't know what I did I'm just stuck in my zone
Living the life that I knew I was owed
I don't waste time I'm on to the next
This one lil' bitch always calls me for sex
I wasn't myself so I cut off my dreads
How you get to the money? I just used my two legs
They jocking the style they jocking the trend
My nigga was down so I gave him a hand
I'm cooking too hot damn I'm burning the pan
I'm feeling too good I ain't pop me a xan
This one lil' bitch always calls me for sex
I wasn't myself so I cut off my dreads
How you get to the money? I just used my two legs
They jocking the style they jocking the trend
My nigga was down so I gave him a hand
I'm cooking too hot damn I'm burning the pan
I'm feeling too good I ain't pop me a xan
Can't trust these niggas these niggas be tran
Got one pullin' up and she bringing her friend
I made me a bag and I bought me some land
I roll me blunt while I sit in the Benz
The money too heavy I'm sagging my pants
I look at my account I do nothin' but dance
The head be so good she ain't using no hands
I got hoes up in Europe I got hoes in Japan
Play after play I've been grinding all week
I open my fridge I got plenty to eat
I fart up the party like nigga you reek
She said she so proud how I'm doing my thing
I stack up the bread I just sleep and repeat
I shoutout my kin when I'm on TV
I'm calling the shots but this ain't the league
I do what I want I ain't taking no heed
I don't waste time I'm on to the next
This one lil' bitch always calls me for sex
I wasn't myself so I cut off my dreads
How you get to the money? I just used my two legs
They jocking the style they jocking the trend
My nigga was down so I gave him a hand
I'm cooking too hot damn I'm burning the pan
I'm feeling too good I ain't pop me a xan
I always play dumb they ain't give me cred
I did this alone I knew I was the man
I knew it was gon' come but I didn't when
Puffin' on zooties
Mary my scent
I admit I was wrong dear Lord I repent
I committed adultery I came and I went
How I be popping my shit I catch me a tech
They calling me Dasher how I run up a check
I'm smoking a wood and I'm deep in her guts
I'm fresh than a bitch I just threw this shit on
Crown on my head nigga sitting the throne
Play with one of mines then I'm sending you home
Its OSS I'm changing the tone
Lil' bih tell me how she like my cologne
Don't know what I did I'm just stuck in my zone
Living the life that I knew I was owed
I don't waste time I'm on to the next
This one lil' bitch always calls me for sex
I wasn't myself so I cut off my dreads
How you get to the money? I just used my two legs
They jocking the style they jocking the trend
My nigga was down so I gave him a hand
I'm cooking too hot damn I'm burning the pan
I'm feeling too good I ain't pop me a xan
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Writer(s): Oluwaseun George
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