[Chorus]
Yeah, drop the cell on her
I drop the cell on 'em (rah)
I don't got no time to be answering bells from 'em (damn)
I keep it real, hunnid
I keep it real, don't I? (three)
Motherfuckers always talk, just respect your honour (ooh, oh my days)
[Post-Chorus]
I'm not playing no more, ah (oh my days)
I'm not playing no more, oh (yeah, oh my days)
Pussies tryna go to war, woah (oh my days)
I just keep to my thoughts
[Verse 1]
I do not give a shit, I might go to war with my friends (oh no, no)
I do not give a bitch, anymore than my attention (oh no)
Vibes that I'm fucking with are nothing less than a ten (ayy)
I got more game with my thoughts so I said "fuck a pen" (ooh)
They think I don't say shit 'cause I use autotune, think again
I been around, these motherfuckers need my talеnts, but I won't lend (rage)
Some pеople say they good, maybe you are, but you too zenned (damn)
I can't help a motherfucker like that, go make a good song then, yeah (three)
If you wan' tell your problems to me, I won't listen
Put me on, what they say, they wan't they diamonds glistening
Really, they only want me just to get positioned
Get they money up, (right, right) uh, I can't listen
[Pre-Chorus]
Everybody that I talk to end up trippin', trippin'
I'm like Scottie, with the bank account I'm Pippen, Pippen
Count a lot, that's how I know I'm winnin', winnin'
You know I'm winnin', winnin', so I (yeah) gotta, (uh, rah)
[Chorus]
Yeah, drop the cell on her
I drop the cell on 'em (rah)
I don't got no time to be answering bells from 'em (damn)
I keep it real, hunnid
I keep it real, don't I? (three)
Motherfuckers always talk, just respect your honour (ooh, oh my days)
[Post-Chorus]
I'm not playing no more, ah (oh my days)
I'm not playing no more, oh (yeah, oh my days)
Pussies tryna go to war, woah (oh my days)
I just keep to my thoughts
[Bridge]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (yeah)
I been getting to the cheddar, feeling great
I just need a little cheese that I can grate
I just need to get to that cake (yeah)
[Verse 2]
One more time, try me, it won't be nice
Yeah, you know (ooh) that your music gets stale quick like cooked rice
Motherfuckers talk to me nice to get advice
Then they run off with my knowledge, or, at least they try
I been getting to the bag slow, but I ain't Thai
Still we growing surely, yeah, yeah, know that's right
Trippin' bout a rolex? Nah, nah, fuck the ice
Still I get it once, twice, for the three, I get nine, like (right, right)
[Pre-Chorus]
Everybody that I talk to end up trippin', trippin'
I'm like Scottie, with the bank account I'm Pippen, Pippen
Count a lot, that's how I know I'm winnin', winnin'
You know I'm winnin', winnin', so I (yeah) gotta (uh, rah)
[Chorus]
Yeah, drop the cell on her
I drop the cell on 'em
I don't got no time to be answering bells from 'em
I keep it real, hunnid
I keep it real, don't I?
Motherfuckers always talk, just respect your honour (ooh, oh my days)
[Post-Chorus]
I'm not playing no more, ah (oh my days)
I'm not playing no more, oh (yeah, oh my days)
Pussies tryna go to war, woah (oh my days)
I just keep to my thoughts
[Segue]
I just keep to my thoughts, ooh
Ahh, ahh, ooh
[Verse 3]
Right, I been with a vibe
I been with a vibe
We been feelin' right
We been feelin' vibes (yeah)
And I get it, I
And I get it, like
Almost every night
[Outro]
I'm not playing no more
I'm not playing no more, oh (oh my days)
Pussies tryna go to war
I just keep to my thoughts
Yeah, drop the cell on her
I drop the cell on 'em (rah)
I don't got no time to be answering bells from 'em (damn)
I keep it real, hunnid
I keep it real, don't I? (three)
Motherfuckers always talk, just respect your honour (ooh, oh my days)
[Post-Chorus]
I'm not playing no more, ah (oh my days)
I'm not playing no more, oh (yeah, oh my days)
Pussies tryna go to war, woah (oh my days)
I just keep to my thoughts
[Verse 1]
I do not give a shit, I might go to war with my friends (oh no, no)
I do not give a bitch, anymore than my attention (oh no)
Vibes that I'm fucking with are nothing less than a ten (ayy)
I got more game with my thoughts so I said "fuck a pen" (ooh)
They think I don't say shit 'cause I use autotune, think again
I been around, these motherfuckers need my talеnts, but I won't lend (rage)
Some pеople say they good, maybe you are, but you too zenned (damn)
I can't help a motherfucker like that, go make a good song then, yeah (three)
If you wan' tell your problems to me, I won't listen
Put me on, what they say, they wan't they diamonds glistening
Really, they only want me just to get positioned
Get they money up, (right, right) uh, I can't listen
[Pre-Chorus]
Everybody that I talk to end up trippin', trippin'
I'm like Scottie, with the bank account I'm Pippen, Pippen
Count a lot, that's how I know I'm winnin', winnin'
You know I'm winnin', winnin', so I (yeah) gotta, (uh, rah)
[Chorus]
Yeah, drop the cell on her
I drop the cell on 'em (rah)
I don't got no time to be answering bells from 'em (damn)
I keep it real, hunnid
I keep it real, don't I? (three)
Motherfuckers always talk, just respect your honour (ooh, oh my days)
[Post-Chorus]
I'm not playing no more, ah (oh my days)
I'm not playing no more, oh (yeah, oh my days)
Pussies tryna go to war, woah (oh my days)
I just keep to my thoughts
[Bridge]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (yeah)
I been getting to the cheddar, feeling great
I just need a little cheese that I can grate
I just need to get to that cake (yeah)
[Verse 2]
One more time, try me, it won't be nice
Yeah, you know (ooh) that your music gets stale quick like cooked rice
Motherfuckers talk to me nice to get advice
Then they run off with my knowledge, or, at least they try
I been getting to the bag slow, but I ain't Thai
Still we growing surely, yeah, yeah, know that's right
Trippin' bout a rolex? Nah, nah, fuck the ice
Still I get it once, twice, for the three, I get nine, like (right, right)
[Pre-Chorus]
Everybody that I talk to end up trippin', trippin'
I'm like Scottie, with the bank account I'm Pippen, Pippen
Count a lot, that's how I know I'm winnin', winnin'
You know I'm winnin', winnin', so I (yeah) gotta (uh, rah)
[Chorus]
Yeah, drop the cell on her
I drop the cell on 'em
I don't got no time to be answering bells from 'em
I keep it real, hunnid
I keep it real, don't I?
Motherfuckers always talk, just respect your honour (ooh, oh my days)
[Post-Chorus]
I'm not playing no more, ah (oh my days)
I'm not playing no more, oh (yeah, oh my days)
Pussies tryna go to war, woah (oh my days)
I just keep to my thoughts
[Segue]
I just keep to my thoughts, ooh
Ahh, ahh, ooh
[Verse 3]
Right, I been with a vibe
I been with a vibe
We been feelin' right
We been feelin' vibes (yeah)
And I get it, I
And I get it, like
Almost every night
[Outro]
I'm not playing no more
I'm not playing no more, oh (oh my days)
Pussies tryna go to war
I just keep to my thoughts
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