d.o.n. dear bitch şarkı sözleri

Niggas hating on me, but it's cool Bitches really mad cuz I'm eating all the food Body like a puzzle, I might have him playing clue But you ain't gotta wonder,when I send a shot it's you Hurting all the feelings got these niggas feeling blue Four, three, then two, one Counting down the minutes till these niggas run done I'm really father, so it's nothing when I son dem And I be eating on this pop shit F*ck a hater tell these niggas they ain't bout shit And I ain't worried you ain't never finna pop shit. And may be sickly, niggas love to call me toxic Jersey nigga bout to hop in And I be working, when these niggas finna clock in Steady reading all these niggas Check the contents, I mean context You niggas obsessed Don't know what I did to niggas to have em so pressed But really pop off you niggas mad soft I'm really Holyfield to niggas bite they mask off I mean ear bitch Address this Dear Bitch Cuz you are really fucking pussy drop a tear bitch I drag niggas, and I do it with ease, These niggas couldn't see the vision And imma make 'em believe Uh Damn Man this shit is a breeze If clocking niggas was a hobby then I'm leading the team Write a, write a write a write a, write a hit They call me crazy cuz I ain't never scared to slide a bitch I mean pop a ho, bitches is too slow Aint Too Short, but it ain't nothin to let the whistle blow Taze these niggas when I'm feeling that they moving slow Yeah I'm cooking and these chickens keep the heatin low Baking is a habit, it's the shit that keep the anger low Car paid off, I ain't lease ha, this ain't Kudrow The way im barking at these niggas, call me Cujo Because I'm rabid, I ain't scared of shit You thought you moved me but that lease was in the past tense Expired shit and imma chew you like a laxative. And when I make it this gone be another classic hit I'm really thorough and on my granny I'll trash a bitch I'm one of one, there ain't a two and f*ck that twinning shit I'm always leading so aint ever really need a clique You pissed me off now imma leave you fucking leaking bitch 5 figure diva, and imma make it to 6 Tell a hater while you lurking least keep liking my pics Call me bardi cuz the beat got me hitting a lick Shouts to Jaime Thee Producer he made magic again I gave these bitches a couple scraps just like I'm feeding the wolves I'm hardbody and these niggas really softer than wool Aint a magnet but these niggas know my name, I got pull Another flow change, got me switching the pocket Make a hater face the facts, you at the top of docket He a newbie, but these niggas like the way that I rock it Before you know it imma be the the one that's lining ya pockets Niggas know that I'm the key, and this game imma lock it I'm always tired so aint ever in the mood for the nonsense So come correct, unless you ready to link I smoke my haters, like a blunt filled with keef I'm making waves, they know my name in the streets So Keep it mute Unless you ready to meet And if it's beef, then I call it a feast Real big nigga so you know I'm ready to eat
Sanatçı: D.O.N.
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