Lyrics




Ima just talk my shit on this one, no cap
Its been a very long time since I've done this
Let's go
Y'all can not control me
Me and shawty lowkey
She saw me make her nose bleed
Niggas acting phony
He is not my homie
I'm just getting money
Is there fucking something
That you should want to tell me
What you want to tell me, I'm paying attention
Make that paxk touchdown that's my only mission
Niggas be like glocks cause they ready to be switchin'
The way I'm cooking up it feel like I'm in the kitchen
I ain't sign no treaty, I'm connected to the streets
I hate being paranoid, I got PTSD
I be traumatized so I gotta keep my heat
Nigga fucking try me, Ima make his ass bleed
Y'all can not control me
Me and shawty lowkey
She saw me make her nose bleed
Niggas acting phony
He is not my homie
I'm just getting money
Is there fucking something
That you should want to tell me
Got the glocky with me to protect me
Nun of these niggas really helped me
I didn't have no homies, I was lonely
Fucked my little shawty, now she moaning
Y'all can not control me
Me and shawty lowkey
She saw me make her nose bleed
Niggas acting phony
He is not my homie
I'm just getting money
Is there fucking something
That you should want to tell me



Writer(s): Luis Balbuena Bustos



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