Don Hoffa (feat. MTS Mitch)

Where are we gonna go but up F*ck me like a don't and you can't treat me like a She can't treat me like a F*ck me like a don't and you can't treat me like a Uh-huh, hold all that Talk that shit off She gon' f*ck me like a don't and she can't treat me like I'm anybody I done got my weight up in my paper, I can't play about it I became a master off them peas and yeah, I'm bout it, bout it I'ma make sure that you feel me for days, you forgot about me She gon' f*ck me like a don't, can't treat me like I'm anybody I done got my weight up in my paper, I can't play about it I became a master off them peas and yeah, I'm bout it, bout it I'ma make sure that you feel me for days, you forgot about me Oh my mama, I can't let up heavy, foot up on the gas I made a promise since they took you, I'm gon' turn up and say So before I leave the earth, I'm gon' go out the greatest You can treat me like a don but you not do me no favors I'd rather go out like I'm Thanos, can't hold a fire to no candle I sat patient for my turn, then I turned me to tables Say you gotta know the difference between fact and a fable These hoes love me like I'm Don Juan, a rubber band bracelet kept me humble I ain't forgot mom, I told her if you treat me like your ex then I'll be long gone I'm standing on my business, you can catch me acting broke so I can see you really with me I sense hate in your voice because I know you want me finished She gon' f*ck me like a don't and she can't treat me like I'm anybody I done got my weight up in my paper, I can't play about it I became a master off them peas and yeah, I'm bout it, bout it I'ma make sure that you feel me for days, you forgot about me She gon' f*ck me like a don't, can't treat me like I'm anybody I done got my weight up in my paper, I can't play about it I became a master off them peas and yeah, I'm bout it, bout it I'ma make sure that you feel me for days, you forgot about me F*ck me like a don, baby, no, I ain't just anybody Like my bitches bad and getting nasty but won't tell about it Let's go hit the mall, baby, we can hit that telly after I ain't gotta tell you, rather show you how I feel about you Only time I race the guys, when we see who get it faster Always losing track of time, less we talking picking bags up They don't never see you shine, till they see your money past them Tell me what you doing now, I don't wanna hear your past tense How you wanna chase the bag but bitch is what you really after You ain't got the money, counter scale than what you really added I ain't gotta go and do a show but still I'm seeing back ends I don't wanna see a crowd, tell the plug let's bring the packs in She gon' f*ck me like a don and she can't treat me like I'm anybody I done got my weight up in my paper, I can't play about it I became a master off them peas and yeah I'm' bout it, bout it I'ma make sure that you feel me for days you forgot about me She gon' f*ck me like a don can't treat me like i'm anybody I done got my weight up in my paper, I can't play about it I became a master off them peas and yeah I'm' bout it, bout it I'ma make sure that you feel me for days you forgot about me Thanks for watching