AIN'T GONNA ANSWER

Lyrics

Don't be worried 'bout what we be doing
 What we doing? Makin' money
 What they doing? Hatin' on us
 If they want it, take it from me
 What them other niggas doin'?
 I don't know 'cause I don't stun 'em
 Mind my business, on my momma
 Fuck a nigga how I'm comin'
 Big booty bitch, made her back her ass up (back that ass up)
 Shots out the switch made him bag his man up (bag his man up)
 Say that she yo' bitch, she my private dancer (private dancer)
 You can call her phone, but she ain't gon' answer (ain't gon' answer)
 Go, go, go, go
 Nona turn a bitch up, talkin' way pass the ceiling goes
 She fuck with me because these karats like a rabbit silly, ho'
 My nigga pop Percocets, bite like a willy, ho'
 From the city of Memphis, we known for mackin' and pimpin'
 But I'm hot boy, I can't lie, I got some Weezy up in me
 You know that shit it'll get greasy, I'm in the streets like a meter
 She tellin' me that she need me, but Lord know she a eater
 Ayy, tell 'em, drop his nuts, he holding too much tension in his balls
 Made 'em run a four flat, but he was six feet tall
 Like a high school ho', I'm tryna hit all y'all
 Yeah, I seen 'em stumble, but I'm tryna make 'em fall, fall
 Shake it, she was fully dressed, now she naked (naked)
 Backshots, front shots, make a bitch shapeshift (shapeshift)
 Ready for the cumshot, told her to taste it (taste it)
 Bad bitches chase me, I use to fuck basics (basics)
 She askin' for my raw dawg, ho', you get a latex (latex)
 Ball deep in her mouth, make a bitch say less (say less)
 Swallow my nut or yo' friend a replacement ('placement)
 Put her on her knees, yeah, I call that good graces
 Don't be worried 'bout what we be doing
 What we doing? Makin' money
 What they doing? Hatin' on us (hatin' on us)
 If they want it, take it from me (take it)
 What them other niggas doin'?
 I don't know 'cause I don't stun 'em
 Mind my business, on my momma
 Fuck a nigga how I'm comin'
 Big booty bitch, made her back her ass up (back that ass up)
 Shots out the switch made him bag ass man up (bag his man up)
 Say that she yo' bitch, she my private dancer-
 She said, "Come here," she said, "Get here"
 She said, "Stop playing, nigga, bring that dick here"
 Ooh, I got bitches waitin' to see me like a premiere
 Ooh, and her mouth be full of semen, look like veneers
 Ooh, don't be worried 'bout what I'm doing, don't be worried 'bout who I'm doing
 Don't be worried 'bout who I flew in, all these Percocet I'm chewin'
 All these Birkin and this Louis got her twerking that lil' booty
 She said, "Throw that dick Lil Tunechi," she gon' catch it like a movie
 I be X'ing bitches out, leave her at that nigga house
 Never thought I'd leave my kids until I left them in her mouth
 I be stretching bitches out, you be stressin' bitches out
 I'm like Lionel Messi, kickin' messy bitches out
 Girl, you workin' with some ass hat, I smack it with my backhand
 Ooh, she got that fat cat, I give that cat that cat scan
 From a hot boy to a madman, that high-water or hell deep
 Call him NLE, you can call me "Machiavelli"
 Shirt off, Choppa on, Weezy baby, Babylon
 I'm greedy, baby, Ramadan, I got my slimes with me, it's a slimeathon
 Wake up with Balenciaga, pyjamas on with two bitches
 Check my phone, new pictures, I check your ass like the new Twitter (Tunechi)
 Don't be worried 'bout what we be doing
 What we doing? Making money
 What they doing? Hating on us
 If they want it, take it from me
 What them other niggas doin'?
 I don't know 'cause I don't stun 'em
 Mind my business, on my momma
 Fuck a nigga how I'm comin'
 Big booty bitch, made her back her ass up (back that ass up)
 Shots out the switch, made him bag his man up (bag his ass up)
 Say that she yo' bitch she my private dancer
 You can call her phone and I'll probably answer, nigga
 Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go (haha, Mula, Baby)
 Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go
 

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Song Details

Duration
03:07
Key
10
Tempo
95 BPM

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