It's BILI
This remind me of my old school Dipset shit man
You damn right I don't believe in that shit
What I look like falling in love?
Getting married at the ceremony releasing white doves
Got my mom all excited and shit
Ghetto ass cousins in the back
Bout to start fighting and shit
Bought me niece the prettiest dress
So she could look nice
Had to get her right
She said she wanna throw out the rice
I can see it so clearly
Just for it to switch
Now I gotta hire lawyers to get away from this bitch?
You must be jokin
And why she keep talking bout half?
You wasn't wit me in the gym throwin shots wit my staff
You ain't put down in no promotion
You wasn't shaking hands
Going live on Insta
Tryna interact wit all my fans
I was thinking Merch
You wasn't in the plans
Tryna avoid Uncle Sam
And sell to all the stans
Help me pay my f*cking rent when I ain't have no bands
So how you think you bout to leave
Wit hands all in my pants
You outta pocket
Got me all the way f*cked up
Thats why I don't believe in that shit
Nah
I don't believe in that shit
Uh-uh
That's why I be leavin em quick
Get my nut then I dip
You damn right I dont believe in that shit
Ay
You can ask
Kelly, Katelynn
Kass or Mandisa
Never do I finance
Always tryna lease her
Catch and then release
My game sharp as a crease
But I don't lie to em
I don't need karma to creep
Say what she want
But she know I dicked her down like a beast
Addicted to kickin
I'm Timbaland
You know imma beat
Never pressed for the Punani
Now she all over me
She doing favors if I got her
Bitch this dick ain't for free
So what you sayin?
She keep tellin me that I'm playin
But I don't know no instruments
I never been in a band
I'm just doin what I want cause I can
Mor-gan, a free-man
A million first
Then a family plan
Kids are expensive pimpin
Can't make em just so they can be poverty stricken
Falling for the okey-doke
Nigga you trippin
I need the dollars first
And she keep hollin bout Love
Chill, plus
You gotta meet my mama first
And she ain't gon like none of you hoes anyway (Thats no cap)
Thats why I don't believe in that shit
Nah
I don't believe in that shit
Uh-uh
That's why I be leavin em quick
Get my nut then I dip
You damn right I dont believe in that shit
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It's BILI
This remind me of my old school Dipset shit man
You damn right I don't believe in that shit
What I look like falling in love?
Getting married at the ceremony releasing white doves
Got my mom all excited and shit
Ghetto ass cousins in the back
Bout to start fighting and shit
Bought me niece the prettiest dress
So she could look nice
Had to get her right
She said she wanna throw out the rice
I can see it so clearly
Just for it to switch
Now I gotta hire lawyers to get away from this bitch?
You must be jokin
And why she keep talking bout half?
You wasn't wit me in the gym throwin shots wit my staff
You ain't put down in no promotion
You wasn't shaking hands
Going live on Insta
Tryna interact wit all my fans
I was thinking Merch
You wasn't in the plans
Tryna avoid Uncle Sam
And sell to all the stans
Help me pay my f*cking rent when I ain't have no bands
So how you think you bout to leave
Wit hands all in my pants
You outta pocket
Got me all the way f*cked up
Thats why I don't believe in that shit
Nah
I don't believe in that shit
Uh-uh
That's why I be leavin em quick
Get my nut then I dip
You damn right I dont believe in that shit
Ay
You can ask
Kelly, Katelynn
Kass or Mandisa
Never do I finance
Always tryna lease her
Catch and then release
My game sharp as a crease
But I don't lie to em
I don't need karma to creep
Say what she want
But she know I dicked her down like a beast
Addicted to kickin
I'm Timbaland
You know imma beat
Never pressed for the Punani
Now she all over me
She doing favors if I got her
Bitch this dick ain't for free
So what you sayin?
She keep tellin me that I'm playin
But I don't know no instruments
I never been in a band
I'm just doin what I want cause I can
Mor-gan, a free-man
A million first
Then a family plan
Kids are expensive pimpin
Can't make em just so they can be poverty stricken
Falling for the okey-doke
Nigga you trippin
I need the dollars first
And she keep hollin bout Love
Chill, plus
You gotta meet my mama first
And she ain't gon like none of you hoes anyway (Thats no cap)
Thats why I don't believe in that shit
Nah
I don't believe in that shit
Uh-uh
That's why I be leavin em quick
Get my nut then I dip
You damn right I dont believe in that shit
This remind me of my old school Dipset shit man
You damn right I don't believe in that shit
What I look like falling in love?
Getting married at the ceremony releasing white doves
Got my mom all excited and shit
Ghetto ass cousins in the back
Bout to start fighting and shit
Bought me niece the prettiest dress
So she could look nice
Had to get her right
She said she wanna throw out the rice
I can see it so clearly
Just for it to switch
Now I gotta hire lawyers to get away from this bitch?
You must be jokin
And why she keep talking bout half?
You wasn't wit me in the gym throwin shots wit my staff
You ain't put down in no promotion
You wasn't shaking hands
Going live on Insta
Tryna interact wit all my fans
I was thinking Merch
You wasn't in the plans
Tryna avoid Uncle Sam
And sell to all the stans
Help me pay my f*cking rent when I ain't have no bands
So how you think you bout to leave
Wit hands all in my pants
You outta pocket
Got me all the way f*cked up
Thats why I don't believe in that shit
Nah
I don't believe in that shit
Uh-uh
That's why I be leavin em quick
Get my nut then I dip
You damn right I dont believe in that shit
Ay
You can ask
Kelly, Katelynn
Kass or Mandisa
Never do I finance
Always tryna lease her
Catch and then release
My game sharp as a crease
But I don't lie to em
I don't need karma to creep
Say what she want
But she know I dicked her down like a beast
Addicted to kickin
I'm Timbaland
You know imma beat
Never pressed for the Punani
Now she all over me
She doing favors if I got her
Bitch this dick ain't for free
So what you sayin?
She keep tellin me that I'm playin
But I don't know no instruments
I never been in a band
I'm just doin what I want cause I can
Mor-gan, a free-man
A million first
Then a family plan
Kids are expensive pimpin
Can't make em just so they can be poverty stricken
Falling for the okey-doke
Nigga you trippin
I need the dollars first
And she keep hollin bout Love
Chill, plus
You gotta meet my mama first
And she ain't gon like none of you hoes anyway (Thats no cap)
Thats why I don't believe in that shit
Nah
I don't believe in that shit
Uh-uh
That's why I be leavin em quick
Get my nut then I dip
You damn right I dont believe in that shit
Writer: Bobby James, Jr Pope
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