I see you're watching
It's only got one thing to say
[Hook]
I can’t trust these niggas, I can’t trust these hoes, Oh no
I can tell I got these haters pissed, I know, I know
I don’t give a damn about none of these niggas
I don’t give a damn about none of these bitches
I don’t give a damn about none of these niggas
I don’t give a damn about none of these bitches
I don’t give a damn about none of these niggas
I don’t give a damn about none of these bitches
I don’t give a damn about none of these niggas
I don’t give a damn about none of these bitches
Oh no
[Verse 1]
I hear what they’re talkin’, I know what they’re sayin’
But nigga I ain’t worried about shit, shit
Ridin' 5 deep in that tahoe my nigga, we pushin’ that dance for a cheque
Bitches keep talkin’, they’re runnin’they mouth
But we know that you ain’t about action
Call up that shot while the prices is low
Cause soon my nigga we taxin'
She let me beat it, Mike Jackson
Nigga we eatin', you snackin'
Lately be feelin' like a tennis player
Cause nigga I just got them racks in
All 'bout paper, we flexin
In the cut with your bitch, relaxin'
Mama Said Chase That Dough (Doe)
And Never Stress Bout No Ho (No)
It's only got one thing to say
[Hook]
I can’t trust these niggas, I can’t trust these hoes, Oh no
I can tell I got these haters pissed, I know, I know
I don’t give a damn about none of these niggas
I don’t give a damn about none of these bitches
I don’t give a damn about none of these niggas
I don’t give a damn about none of these bitches
I don’t give a damn about none of these niggas
I don’t give a damn about none of these bitches
I don’t give a damn about none of these niggas
I don’t give a damn about none of these bitches
Oh no
[Verse 1]
I hear what they’re talkin’, I know what they’re sayin’
But nigga I ain’t worried about shit, shit
Ridin' 5 deep in that tahoe my nigga, we pushin’ that dance for a cheque
Bitches keep talkin’, they’re runnin’they mouth
But we know that you ain’t about action
Call up that shot while the prices is low
Cause soon my nigga we taxin'
She let me beat it, Mike Jackson
Nigga we eatin', you snackin'
Lately be feelin' like a tennis player
Cause nigga I just got them racks in
All 'bout paper, we flexin
In the cut with your bitch, relaxin'
Mama Said Chase That Dough (Doe)
And Never Stress Bout No Ho (No)
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