Bitch don't play with me
Are you dumb?
See I told your ass before that I ain't the one
But you steady be trying shit
Like I'm a bum
Hope that nigga don't try that shit cause I keep a gun
Them niggas scammed me for some money took my funds
Put that nigga in the oven like a bun
Why they hating on me nigga I'm the one
My mama pray for me I don't know how to run
No I ain't stupid
But i get a little bit ruthless
I dunk his ass in the pool pit
Don't know why I do shit
At time i don't think 'fore I act
I guess I'm a nuisance
I'm sorry to the folks I hurt with that
130 On the dash I'm flying like a bat
Straight outta hell in a brand new cat
Got an SRT and a Scatpack
The way that I'm moving these niggas be snaking
They see I'm a goat and they be hatin'
Why would you play with me stop all that playin'
He think he got dirt now his face in the pavement
I need my payment
I don't need to wayment
Cause I get impatience real quick
I don't say shit
If you in my section then you get the bottles
And you get the models
Who suck it and swallow
I don't gotta follow
Bitch don't play with me
Are you dumb?
See I told your ass before that I ain't the one
But you steady be trying shit
Like I'm a bum
Hope that nigga don't try that shit cause I keep a gun
Them niggas scammed me for some money took my funds
Put that nigga in the oven like a bun
Why they hating on me nigga I'm the one
My mama pray for me I don't know how to run
I like to spend in the middle of the week
I get richer than Roddy a Mil like I'm meek
Cause I don't like to play if he play then he beat
And I dump the boy of in the middle of the street
Can't see me
But them niggas wanna be me
I guess I'm a wonder like Stevie
Too many hoes
But I really want is riri
I get rich ima get to Rihanna
I ran it up in the back of a Honda
Now I put bags in a bag labeled Prada
I got Versace in top of my collar
You watch ya lip when you talk to ya father
You don't get a pass bitch you ain't riding Marta
Remember the basic packages on charter
All I do is see 5 like a young nigga Carter
Damariõn - Not the One. Lyrics
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Bitch don't play with me
Are you dumb?
See I told your ass before that I ain't the one
But you steady be trying shit
Like I'm a bum
Hope that nigga don't try that shit cause I keep a gun
Them niggas scammed me for some money took my funds
Put that nigga in the oven like a bun
Why they hating on me nigga I'm the one
My mama pray for me I don't know how to run
No I ain't stupid
But i get a little bit ruthless
I dunk his ass in the pool pit
Don't know why I do shit
At time i don't think 'fore I act
I guess I'm a nuisance
I'm sorry to the folks I hurt with that
130 On the dash I'm flying like a bat
Straight outta hell in a brand new cat
Got an SRT and a Scatpack
The way that I'm moving these niggas be snaking
They see I'm a goat and they be hatin'
Why would you play with me stop all that playin'
He think he got dirt now his face in the pavement
I need my payment
I don't need to wayment
Cause I get impatience real quick
I don't say shit
If you in my section then you get the bottles
And you get the models
Who suck it and swallow
I don't gotta follow
Bitch don't play with me
Are you dumb?
See I told your ass before that I ain't the one
But you steady be trying shit
Like I'm a bum
Hope that nigga don't try that shit cause I keep a gun
Them niggas scammed me for some money took my funds
Put that nigga in the oven like a bun
Why they hating on me nigga I'm the one
My mama pray for me I don't know how to run
I like to spend in the middle of the week
I get richer than Roddy a Mil like I'm meek
Cause I don't like to play if he play then he beat
And I dump the boy of in the middle of the street
Can't see me
But them niggas wanna be me
I guess I'm a wonder like Stevie
Too many hoes
But I really want is riri
I get rich ima get to Rihanna
I ran it up in the back of a Honda
Now I put bags in a bag labeled Prada
I got Versace in top of my collar
You watch ya lip when you talk to ya father
You don't get a pass bitch you ain't riding Marta
Remember the basic packages on charter
All I do is see 5 like a young nigga Carter
Are you dumb?
See I told your ass before that I ain't the one
But you steady be trying shit
Like I'm a bum
Hope that nigga don't try that shit cause I keep a gun
Them niggas scammed me for some money took my funds
Put that nigga in the oven like a bun
Why they hating on me nigga I'm the one
My mama pray for me I don't know how to run
No I ain't stupid
But i get a little bit ruthless
I dunk his ass in the pool pit
Don't know why I do shit
At time i don't think 'fore I act
I guess I'm a nuisance
I'm sorry to the folks I hurt with that
130 On the dash I'm flying like a bat
Straight outta hell in a brand new cat
Got an SRT and a Scatpack
The way that I'm moving these niggas be snaking
They see I'm a goat and they be hatin'
Why would you play with me stop all that playin'
He think he got dirt now his face in the pavement
I need my payment
I don't need to wayment
Cause I get impatience real quick
I don't say shit
If you in my section then you get the bottles
And you get the models
Who suck it and swallow
I don't gotta follow
Bitch don't play with me
Are you dumb?
See I told your ass before that I ain't the one
But you steady be trying shit
Like I'm a bum
Hope that nigga don't try that shit cause I keep a gun
Them niggas scammed me for some money took my funds
Put that nigga in the oven like a bun
Why they hating on me nigga I'm the one
My mama pray for me I don't know how to run
I like to spend in the middle of the week
I get richer than Roddy a Mil like I'm meek
Cause I don't like to play if he play then he beat
And I dump the boy of in the middle of the street
Can't see me
But them niggas wanna be me
I guess I'm a wonder like Stevie
Too many hoes
But I really want is riri
I get rich ima get to Rihanna
I ran it up in the back of a Honda
Now I put bags in a bag labeled Prada
I got Versace in top of my collar
You watch ya lip when you talk to ya father
You don't get a pass bitch you ain't riding Marta
Remember the basic packages on charter
All I do is see 5 like a young nigga Carter
Writer: Christian Gilmore
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