so what - diorvsyou lyrics
[intro]
yeah
yeah
[chorus* diorvsyou]
yeah, i done ran up some new funds
yeah, the whole gang, we got new guns
i’m with the gang, we gon’ shoot sum’
we gon’ leave him on the news, so what
everyday we counting blues, so what
we don’t give a f*ck ’bout you, so what
baby what you tryna’ do, yeah, wassup?
she like, “bae, you always doing too much”
i got racks in these denim tucked
turn a bad b*tch into a sl*t
get a bag, then i f*ck it up, yea i spend a bag, i don’t give no f*cks
[verse* diorvsyou]
in l.a. smoking 41
spend a bag just to k!ll my lungs
and my waist size 31, in these expensivе rags, i might just f*ck ya’ mom
yeah, and i’m so far from where i was, london, francе, i’m flying where i want
passport stamped up in like every country
got bundles of bad b*tches by the dozen
we don’t do cash advance no more, we ain’t struggling
i’ma shoot at first glance n*gga, we ain’t tussling
lil’ b*tch, i don’t dance, i don’t hit the dougie
she see i got bands, she just want my money
[chorus* diorvsyou]
yeah, i done ran up some new funds
yeah, the whole gang, we got new guns
i’m with the gang, we gon’ shoot sum’
we gon’ leave him on the news, so what
everyday we counting blues, so what
we don’t give a f*ck ’bout you, so what
baby what you tryna’ do, yeah, wassup?
she like, “bae, you always doing too much”
i got racks in these denim tucked
turn a bad b*tch into a sl*t
get a bag, then i f*ck it up, yea i spend a bag, i don’t give no f*cks
[verse* sk8star]
i could turn that b*tch into a sl*t
i can get a b*tch a bigger b*tt
i’m not fighting sh*t, b*tch i’ma bust
i’ma smoke a n*gga like a dutch
i’ma smoke that n*gga like some runtz
when i leave the house, i got my gun
she got that mean mouth, make a mean sound
and she got her hair in dirty bun
i told that b*tch i’m imperial
got diamonds, got gold, i got minerals
i’m k!lling this fashion, i’m serial
i got too high, slept in the living room
[chorus* diorvsyou]
yeah, i done ran up some new funds
yeah, the whole gang, we got new guns
i’m with the gang, we gon’ shoot sum’
we gon’ leave him on the news, so what
everyday we counting blues, so what
we don’t give a f*ck ’bout you, so what
baby what you tryna’ do, yeah, wassup?
she like, “bae, you always doing too much”
i got racks in these denim tucked
turn a bad b*tch into a sl*t
get a bag, then i f*ck it up, yea i spend a bag, i don’t give no f*cks
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