Don’t

[Intro]
Now what you gonna say when it all comes crashing down
Girl you're gonna love me
What you gonna do when all your love hits the ground
You're gonna love me

[Chorus: Drips]
Don't text me
Don't call
Don't expect me
Watch your tone, in the way which
You address me
Don't piss me off
Don't upset me
Mrs. Officer

[Verse 1: Drips]
No, please don't arrest me
It's not that I don't get hoes
Its more so they don't get me
Won't keep it past me
I still have yet for one to best me
I love the hurt
It hurts to lovе, bitch dont regret me
Keep mysеlf busy
Like Ima student payin' debt
Don't test me
The next best thing
They call me drips, I keep em' guessing
She keeps undressing
Been at the crib for 3 weeks
Now she damn near nesting
I gotta stop it
I'm full of problems
I'm Finna lose it
I think I lost it

[Verse 2: Your Auntie]
There's plenty more fish in the sea in the bikini bottom
I’m in LA, and I don’t got a problem
Boy had issues, how you gone solve' em
Resorted to violence, you is the problem
Hopped on a drill with drips, I’m only 13, but I still gotta chick
I’m only 13, but I still wanna hit
I’m shopping at Vegas for designer fits
Like Shawty, I’m like I do not want you
I booked her a flight, but I chose to undo
Red flags on her, said she want fun too
Heard she got diamonds, she get all that funds too
Calling me broke, like you is a bumb too
Small little head, like you is so dumb too
Rachet freak, said she wanna run too
White girl said I could eat her buns too
Told mom I was gone buy us a house
Little boy, how about you go back to the south
White LED's, I can make a fairy come out
Grant a wish, fairy odd, Danny phantom, right now
And She ask if I want her, I said you too rachet
I bet you get top from a obese rabbit
Keep staying a hater, like that is your habit
Keep sending me snaps, like I don’t wanna tap in
You is a rat, Ima keep it a hunnid
My Shawty got Nike pros, she stunning
Gone be a track star, know I stay runnin
You know it’s that season, when I stay cuffing
She told me to be her husband, I’m better than Rodney
Red headed freak, hair look like takis
She said I love Kaushi

[Chorus: Drips]
And like I said, Don't text me
Don't call
Don't expect me
Watch your tone, in the way which
You address me
Don't piss me off
Don't upset me
Mrs. Officer