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don't even take a glance - otm lyrics

[intro]
(what?)

[verse 1: blue pesos]
all that other sh*t could wait, i’m preoccupied
diamonds out of control, they not compliant
(do you think you have the tools for this, doctor j?)
ten chops, yeah, that’s my choice, ’cause i don’t trust n*ggas
you could get this hundun, keep it a buck with me
more fun, we bought more guns and more drums
opps, they ain’t on nothin’, where you from? so what?
had a n*gga runnin’ up the block, dropped him, close call
i’ll whip out right now, told him, “don’t talk”
sue yung house, i just had a slip and fall
check the bank statements, 2022, i made a hundred thousand
baconators, lemon pepper drums, i’ll feed you rally’s
i’ll pull up in your hood, i don’t need no addy
any animosity, n*gga, speak, don’t be mad d*gg*n’
on his block with the big dogs, rottweilers, pitbulls
i whip an e*class, f*ck a n*gga talkin’ ’bout i rent cars
small fry, turn his brains into a mcflurry

[chorus: blue pesos]
i get money every day, these n*ggas hurt
don’t even take a glance at me, it ain’t worth it
go on and serve you
sis, n*gga shouldn’t have made that purchase
tear it off or you could go, i know you heard me, for real
i get money every day, these n*ggas hurt (sh*t)
don’t even take a glance at me, it ain’t worth it
[?] him sis, n*gga shouldn’t have made that purchase
tear it off or you could go, i know you heard me, ugh
[verse 2: day3]
he had a drum up on your block, ‘ll tell you stretch somethin’
and it’s a couple n*ggas off that block that i know head huntin’
bread hunters, you gon’ do your thing when n*ggas [?]
n1, i’m ridin’ up a trap and tryna blam somethin’
n*ggas wanna talk about that skit but don’t tote no static
it’s a hundred in the chop, i’ma shoot right faster
b*tch keep on callin’ n*ggas mad, i don’t do no laughter
quick to bounce out that car, i’m not no rapper
lil’ b*tch keep tryna speak dumb, i’ma have to slap her
this lil’ e500 made her do a backflip
i don’t even wanna do no song, all my n*ggas taxin’
n*ggas speakin’ on day3 need to finish rappin’
alright
n*ggas speakin’ on day3 need to finish rappin’
alright
n*ggas speakin’ on day3 need to finish rappin’

[chorus: blue pesos & duffy]
i get money every day, these n*ggas hurt
don’t even take a glance at me, it ain’t worth it
go on and serve you
sis, n*gga shouldn’t have made that purchase
tear it off or you could go, i know you heard me, for real
i get money every day, these n*ggas hurt (sh*t)
don’t even take a glance at me, it ain’t worth it
[?] him sis, n*gga shouldn’t have made that purchase (b*tch)
tear it off or you could go, i know you heard me, ugh
[verse 3: duffy]
sh*t, f*ck he lookin’ at?
i been through enough to blow your head off for lookin’ mad
n*ggas poindexter, stuck his body in the trash
n*ggas mad at us, you n*ggas must be doin’ bad
sit him down, he a pole dancer, give me that
plenty rounds for any n*gga bigger than the program
or a road trip, n*ggas know we pistol packin’
n*ggas talk too much, i ain’t with the jibber*jabber
sh*t, got these n*ggas hurt
if i catch that n*gga slippin’, i’ma turn him to a perc’
pop a n*gga with this e*sig, i just went berserk
7.62 blew a n*gga out his shirt
n*ggas mad ’cause we get dough
been bopped on mei ling, i’m a pro
p got the drop, it’s on the floor
i just did a n*gga wrong, lord knows

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