paroles de chanson Unphased - Monaleo

That's not it—
(Axel)

Ayy, I seen that shit they was talkin' on Twitter
That shit wasn't fazin' me (Wasn't fazin' me)
And I seen him post a pic of his bitch
That ho look lame to me (Look lame to me)
And I don't need a ho, I'm what a ho need
These niggas be chasin' me, huh
I really got this shit out the mud, this shit was made for me
Ayy, and I just be walkin' all over these niggas
Treat them like doormats (Like doormats)
Lil' bro, stop callin' my motherfuckin' phone, nigga
Where your whore at? (Where's your whore—)
And I'm bringin' the beef to the front porch
I feel like Door Dash
Ooh, and I don't respond to none of them tweets
I just ignore that

Ayy, I got a whole lotta shit on my plate
But I'm eatin' the whole platter
I fuck with him and a few other niggas
To him it don't matter (Don't matter)
Come pick me up in the SRT 'cause that bitch go faster
She was talkin' her shit 'cause she got pissed off
We took her whole bladder, damn
Ayy, better answer the phone whenever I call
Ho, you'll get blocked for that
The laws get behind us, we keep goin'
We don't stop for that
Stop talkin' that shit on Instagram
Ho, you'll get popped for that
Bitch, check out the drip, this shit expensive
I paid a lot for that
Ooh, these hoes be copycats
These niggas be killers in all they raps
Nigga, where your bodies at?
This off of the dome
Just give me a beat and I'm gon' body that
Put him on a diet, he eat lead
Shoot him in his body fat
Ooh, and I can't fuck on none of these niggas
I can't get my body back
He walked in the club with Balenciaga
He left in a body bag
And I don't give a fuck about none of them slugs
I don't acknowledge that
Pop out with the sticks at night like Nick
We push his noggin back

Ayy, I seen that shit they was talkin' on Twitter
That shit wasn't fazin' me (Wasn't fazin' me)
And I seen him post a pic of his bitch
That ho look lame to me (Look lame to me)
And I don't need a ho, I'm what a ho need
These niggas be chasin' me, huh
I really got this shit out the mud
This shit was made for me
Ayy, and I just be walkin' all over these niggas
Treat them like doormats (Like doormats)
Lil' bro, stop callin' my motherfuckin' phone, nigga
Where your whore at? (Where's your whore—)
And I'm bringin' the beef to the front porch
I feel like Door Dash
Ooh, and I don't respond to none of them tweets
I just ignore that, nigga

Girl, you unstoppable, undeniable, unfazed by the bullshit
I want you to keep runnin' shit and keep runnin' these bitches over
Every dog has its day
I can't believe these hoes ain't think you was finna take it there
I feel bad for any ho in the way of this shit
Unstoppable, undeniable, unfazed