Oh dear
I think you got the wrong impression..
You gonna cry?
As if!
Why don't I remind you how tough the crowd you're dealing with really is
[Verse 1]
I don't give a fuck about it, I've been over all of that
Me and bros, we keep it close; The circle closed, you can't attack
You gon' know it when we show, we pull up with the trucker hat
Graveem1nd in the city, take his head off; We gon' clip his cap
Always lying; Take his word and you gon' get a knife in back
I don't want you near me bitch that's why I never hit you back
I don't want you near my bitch; You way too weird, I'm done with that
I don't want you near my whip, that's why I park it in the back
[Chorus]
Hold it up, run it back, I don't wanna fuck with that
Bitch you ain't got hold on me at all no more I'm pushing back
I've been making so much money you can't even lift the bag
Ran up on him, take his worth - But he ain't even got a rack
Remind me?
Hahahaha, that's right!
He used to give me that same exact look!
[Verse 2]
Hit it from the back
That pussy gonna tap
He too weak, that's sad
Can't handle a headlock, he ain't really bout that
I ain't even active and I'm still gon' beat his ass
Mental, bitch; I'm bad, bad
Rollin' on the ecstasy, I'm drunk as fuck as matter of fact
Just like Fin, I take the piss; I'm trolling bitch, it's just an act
Call me Tetsuya Nomura, I'ma flip the script and bring 'em back
They ain't really fuck with me no more and still I don't react
[Chorus]
Hold it up, run it back, I don't wanna fuck with that
Bitch you ain't got hold on me at all no more I'm pushing back
I've been making so much money you can't even lift the bag
Ran up on him, take his worth - But he ain't even got a rack
Gee, I just don't know..