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Annoyed Video (MV)




Performed By: Kieran Bright
Length: 2:03
Written by: Nelson Dowden




Kieran Bright - Annoyed Lyrics
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I'm not gon' put up with these broke boys, broke boys
Hating got me so annoyed, so annoyed, yeah, yeah
Pockets got so fat, Ima' keep movin' packs
They keep hating on me, tell me why is that
Big big big big racks, sippin' on some big slatt
Number (N)ine on my jeans yeah, I ain't going back to class
Whole fit cost a check, taking off private jet
I can't get no rest, all these lil boys got me pissed
In that GTS lil coupe
Sending shots big big troop
She was off a lil lil shroom, lil lil shroom
I'm all up inside her room, in her room
Off a moly think I'm doomed, runnin' up inside yo' home
Shoot you, put you in a tomb
Crackin' cards ain't nothin' to 'em, nothin' to 'em
Still Tor browsin' when I'm on the moon, on the moon
Ha, ha, haha
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm not gon' put up with these broke boys, broke boys
Hating got me so annoyed, so annoyed, yeah, yeah
Pockets got so fat, Ima' keep movin' packs
They keep hating on me, tell me why is that
Big big big big racks, sippin' on some big slatt
Number (N)ine on my jeans yeah, I ain't going back to class
Whole fit cost a check, taking off private jet
I can't get no rest, all these lil boys got me pissed
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I'm not gon' put up with these broke boys, broke boys
Hating got me so annoyed, so annoyed, yeah, yeah
Pockets got so fat, Ima' keep movin' packs
They keep hating on me, tell me why is that
Big big big big racks, sippin' on some big slatt
Number (N)ine on my jeans yeah, I ain't going back to class
Whole fit cost a check, taking off private jet
I can't get no rest, all these lil boys got me pissed
In that GTS lil coupe
Sending shots big big troop
She was off a lil lil shroom, lil lil shroom
I'm all up inside her room, in her room
Off a moly think I'm doomed, runnin' up inside yo' home
Shoot you, put you in a tomb
Crackin' cards ain't nothin' to 'em, nothin' to 'em
Still Tor browsin' when I'm on the moon, on the moon
Ha, ha, haha
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm not gon' put up with these broke boys, broke boys
Hating got me so annoyed, so annoyed, yeah, yeah
Pockets got so fat, Ima' keep movin' packs
They keep hating on me, tell me why is that
Big big big big racks, sippin' on some big slatt
Number (N)ine on my jeans yeah, I ain't going back to class
Whole fit cost a check, taking off private jet
I can't get no rest, all these lil boys got me pissed
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Writer: Nelson Dowden
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