Mr.don

[Chorus]
I can't trust none of these niggas so I stand alone
Talk like a musical artist don't got to right a poem
You got my money in your hand so I'm taking arms
And I can make it on my own I don't need a charm
Hanging with real niggas, something you should pick up on
And she gone crash about me niggas, she like fuck a bond
I got a sweet soul, giving out these cheaty codes, giving out these blues like a young nigga Mr.Don

[Verse 1]
She don't feel safe without me nigga, had to call up on me
Almost had to crash out I had to call the brodie
Trying to get me tapped in nigga fuck a noti
Everytime i'm in my head, make another slowly
Just bye lying in my bed she another trophy
Trying to think about who's better but I'm the one and only
Don't let them punk you out yo shit, that what my brother told
So go ahead and think I m pussy nigga push up on me

Fuck a hunnid views bitch I want a top ten
How I'm running to that bag bitch I'm locked in
Even if I ain't with it lil bitch I'm boxing
Hit a nigga with that ,shhhh, and leave him nauseous
Ain't even famous but they talk like I'm a topic
Seen my lil brother shoes and had to lock In

[Chorus]
I can't trust none of these niggas so I stand alone
Talk like a musical artist don't got to right a poem
You got my money in your hand so I'm taking arms
And I can make it on my own i don't need a charm
Hanging with real niggas, something you should pick up on
And she gone crash about me niggas, she like fuck a bond
I got a sweet soul ,giving out these cheaty codes, giving out these blues like a young nigga Mr.Don

[Verse 2]
And I told a nigga , if she look she took
Handy with this cap bitch Im the big bad wolf
Had to get a nigga played and I did it by the books
Niggas know I can't be tamed walk down leave him shoock
Talking big boy shit , had to give that boy a nook
Driving in and I'm booming on yea head like I'm brook
You the type to give head while I'm popping out a bush
Taking big shit, told a bitch nigga, need to flush

Yea, And I'm finna drop this shit like who ready?
How I been rapping on these beats I can't fall off I'm too steady
I want my cheese like Fratelli
And a bad bitch just like Betty
Im calling phones to get him gone up out this bitch im too petty
I slit a throat like machete
I'm in this bitch like a teddy
And what It cost to be a man boy that shit is so heavy
Im in my bag like its heavy
Trying to bring up my whole family
She say my voice is too smooth on the beat I'm two deadly

[Verse 3]
Ha,She know I walked up smooth lets rewind it baby
Grabbing on it cuz I know that she don't mind it baby
Couple hunnid on my song, said I'm going crazy
Seen you looking at them shoes just remind me later
Said Im stiff on these niggas trying to make em pay me
Trying to blow up with this music how I'm doing lately
Hell naw ion want yo bitch, but I can make her chase me
Clearly paper chasing, darkskin but I ain't fucking haitian