Yeah
You tellin' me you missin' me like I don't know
I just ran off, I got a sack full of dough
She wanna come kick it, tell her put it on the floor
Tell her it been so cold, don't matter anymore-
I get it, you know I been livin'
You know how I do it
I pop out at every damn show
I did this shit all on my own
With no label behind me
Put that on my name, dirty hoe
I'ma Florida jit to the bone
And I could never care bout that yappin'
I'm still on my own
So shut the f*ck up when you talking to me
You could never compete
I put that on my bro
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
It's a cold world out here
Never need no hoe
I'll be good all on my own
Just gotta get this bag
Gotta do a few shows
I'll be back right in the morn'
Fill the double cup up with some drop
I'ma go get geeked up till I'm gone
Fill the double cup up with some drop
I'ma go get geeked up till I'm gone
Don't F*ck With Me
Shawty said she Don't F*ck With Me
Nah, nah, nah, nah
Don't play with me
Told the bitch Do not play with me
Nah, nah, nah, nah
Safe with me
She said that she feel safe with me
Nah, nah, nah, nah
Hang with me
You ham ass jit can't hang round me
Nah, nah, nah, nah
(Yeah)
You tellin' me you missin' me like I don't know
I just ran off, I got a sack full of dough
She wanna come kick it, tell her put it on the floor
Tell her it been so cold, don't matter anymore-
I get it, you know I been livin'
You know how I do it
I pop out at every damn show
I did this shit all on my own
With no label behind me
Put that on my name, dirty hoe
I'ma Florida jit to the bone
And I could never care bout that yappin'
I'm still on my own
So shut the f*ck up when you talking to me
You could never compete
I put that on my bro
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
It's a cold world out here
Never need no hoe
I'll be good all on my own
Just gotta get this bag
Gotta do a few shows
I'll be back right in the morn'
Fill the double cup up with some drop
I'ma go get geeked up till I'm gone
Fill the double cup up with some drop
I'ma go get geeked up till I'm gone
(Geeked up till I'm gone)
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English
Yeah
You tellin' me you missin' me like I don't know
I just ran off, I got a sack full of dough
She wanna come kick it, tell her put it on the floor
Tell her it been so cold, don't matter anymore-
I get it, you know I been livin'
You know how I do it
I pop out at every damn show
I did this shit all on my own
With no label behind me
Put that on my name, dirty hoe
I'ma Florida jit to the bone
And I could never care bout that yappin'
I'm still on my own
So shut the f*ck up when you talking to me
You could never compete
I put that on my bro
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
It's a cold world out here
Never need no hoe
I'll be good all on my own
Just gotta get this bag
Gotta do a few shows
I'll be back right in the morn'
Fill the double cup up with some drop
I'ma go get geeked up till I'm gone
Fill the double cup up with some drop
I'ma go get geeked up till I'm gone
Don't F*ck With Me
Shawty said she Don't F*ck With Me
Nah, nah, nah, nah
Don't play with me
Told the bitch Do not play with me
Nah, nah, nah, nah
Safe with me
She said that she feel safe with me
Nah, nah, nah, nah
Hang with me
You ham ass jit can't hang round me
Nah, nah, nah, nah
(Yeah)
You tellin' me you missin' me like I don't know
I just ran off, I got a sack full of dough
She wanna come kick it, tell her put it on the floor
Tell her it been so cold, don't matter anymore-
I get it, you know I been livin'
You know how I do it
I pop out at every damn show
I did this shit all on my own
With no label behind me
Put that on my name, dirty hoe
I'ma Florida jit to the bone
And I could never care bout that yappin'
I'm still on my own
So shut the f*ck up when you talking to me
You could never compete
I put that on my bro
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
It's a cold world out here
Never need no hoe
I'll be good all on my own
Just gotta get this bag
Gotta do a few shows
I'll be back right in the morn'
Fill the double cup up with some drop
I'ma go get geeked up till I'm gone
Fill the double cup up with some drop
I'ma go get geeked up till I'm gone
(Geeked up till I'm gone)
You tellin' me you missin' me like I don't know
I just ran off, I got a sack full of dough
She wanna come kick it, tell her put it on the floor
Tell her it been so cold, don't matter anymore-
I get it, you know I been livin'
You know how I do it
I pop out at every damn show
I did this shit all on my own
With no label behind me
Put that on my name, dirty hoe
I'ma Florida jit to the bone
And I could never care bout that yappin'
I'm still on my own
So shut the f*ck up when you talking to me
You could never compete
I put that on my bro
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
It's a cold world out here
Never need no hoe
I'll be good all on my own
Just gotta get this bag
Gotta do a few shows
I'll be back right in the morn'
Fill the double cup up with some drop
I'ma go get geeked up till I'm gone
Fill the double cup up with some drop
I'ma go get geeked up till I'm gone
Don't F*ck With Me
Shawty said she Don't F*ck With Me
Nah, nah, nah, nah
Don't play with me
Told the bitch Do not play with me
Nah, nah, nah, nah
Safe with me
She said that she feel safe with me
Nah, nah, nah, nah
Hang with me
You ham ass jit can't hang round me
Nah, nah, nah, nah
(Yeah)
You tellin' me you missin' me like I don't know
I just ran off, I got a sack full of dough
She wanna come kick it, tell her put it on the floor
Tell her it been so cold, don't matter anymore-
I get it, you know I been livin'
You know how I do it
I pop out at every damn show
I did this shit all on my own
With no label behind me
Put that on my name, dirty hoe
I'ma Florida jit to the bone
And I could never care bout that yappin'
I'm still on my own
So shut the f*ck up when you talking to me
You could never compete
I put that on my bro
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
It's a cold world out here
Never need no hoe
I'll be good all on my own
Just gotta get this bag
Gotta do a few shows
I'll be back right in the morn'
Fill the double cup up with some drop
I'ma go get geeked up till I'm gone
Fill the double cup up with some drop
I'ma go get geeked up till I'm gone
(Geeked up till I'm gone)
Writer: Anthony Herlinger
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid