Lyrics On P's - TiaCorine

On this motherfucking plane!
Everybody strap in!
I'm about to open some fucking windows
(Background vocals)

Ooh, ooh
No, I don't know what to do
I don't like hearing bad news
I'm not about feeling the blues
No, ooh
No, I don't know what to do
I think I might grab my tool
I feel like killing your crew, yeah
Ooh
No, I don't know what to do
I don't like hearing bad news
I'm not about feeling the blues
No, ooh
No, I don't know what to do
I think I might grab my tool
I feel like killing your crew, yeah

Yeah
Yeah, you was my dog
You was going real far, you was young
You was hard, them niggas was fake
No [?] forever, pink pussy pimpin', you'll stay in my heart
Ooh
Now you talking that shit, I'll tote your .30, them niggas was far
I'm stealing your shit, real shit
No Uno lil' bitch, I'm right here pulling your card
Ooh
Better get your bitch
She's talking that shit, she thinking she hard
I'll beat on that bitch, real shit, real smooth
I'm doing that shit like it was my job
Ooh
I'm looking at pictures of you on stages breaking my heart
I see my enemy even in dark
Like cookie I crumble, I'm falling apart

Ooh, ooh
No, I don't know what to do
I don't like hearing bad news
I'm not about feeling the blues
No, ooh
No, I don't know what to do
I think I might grab my tool
I feel like killing your crew, yeah
Ooh
No, I don't know what to do
I don't like hearing bad news
I'm not about feeling the blues
No, ooh
No, I don't know what to do
I think I might grab my tool
I feel like killing your crew, yeah

Ooh
He was just popping that perky, yessirski
It was just [?], nigga you hurt me
Now it's the end and we pulling the curtain, yeah
Ooh
All of the shit, you would think it was worth it
Yes, real nigga, you knew, you a servant
Doin' whatever to keep 'em a workin', yeah
Ooh
You just wanted the money, you knew he was hurtin'
You was not carin' for nigga, that's certain
Fuck 'em up nigga, no bitch, I'm a virgin, yeah
Ooh
Push it together
Lil' bitch, I'm a surgeon
Bitch I'm a hit I feel [?]
He was just tweakin', don't mean he deserve it, yeah
Oooh

What do you do?
I kill your crew
Fuck you doing
You

Ooh, ooh
No, I don't know what to do
I don't like hearing bad news
I'm not about feeling the blues
No, ooh
No, I don't know what to do
I think I might grab my tool
I feel like killing your crew, yeah
Ooh
No, I don't know what to do
I don't like hearing bad news
I'm not about feeling the blues
No, ooh
No, I don't know what to do
I think I might grab my tool
I feel like killing your crew, yeah

Ooh
No, I don't know what to do
I don't like hearing bad news
I'm running 'round feeling the blues
No, ooh
No, I don't know what to do
I think I might grab my tool
I feel like killing your crew, yeah