Yeah
By the way
Still Going (Damn)
Talking bout you doing this and that
Nigga where it's at
I can only go off the facts
That ain't exotic in that pack
Nigga you a bum
Why the f*ck you go and grab that (Ew)
I don't buy weed from the trap
Hit the warehouse
Know I'm getting in through the back
Heard I'm a hoe
What is that
Been around real ass niggas
I was raised with the pack (For real)
I just want cheese like a rat
You can keep the hoes
They ain't gone help a nigga stack (Nah)
They just wanna help a nigga spend
When the money gone
I be you she gone like the wind
She do not love she pretends
So I dub her before she even begin
Turned myself into a trend
She saying she hate me
Now she telling all her friends (Damn)
I just want a f*cking Benz (Ooh)
I just want a f*cking coupe (Oh god)
Top down, no roof (Ooh)
She like boy, who is you (Damn)
Spent like 50 on my pants
Still got bands in my hands
Better come up with a plan
She shake like jelly that ain't jam
I'm in gear like Motorsport
They hating on me i just play the course
Roll a leaf up, I'm feeling like Bulbasaur
Acting like I ain't been down before
I be in the kitchen ain't doing doing chores
Once you switch, I'm closing doors
I'm feeling this Henny might call a whore
Bari and Nowell, up the score
I done seen this shit too many times
Can't trust when you feeding lies
It's a dirty game
Ain't no code
Niggas leave you in the cold
Ethics getting throwed
That's just the game, its the principle
Your word is nothing if you show me different
I know they intentions
They energy off, and I feel the tension
Knew it would come when I reached this position
I been on edge but I ain't tripping (No no)
People come and they go
Say it's love, then they fold
That could never be me
All my niggas gone eat
From the trenches, the hate what they see
Leave you on the pavement
Mama been crying
She can't take it
If you got it, They coming to take it
Grinding like this cause this the times that we facing
Shout out my brodie he beating them cases
Part of the reason I'm never complacent
You call it pain
This just the colors I'm using to paint
If you didn't know before all my pain
You wouldn't understand why I had to change
Nowell
I'm in gear like Motorsport
They hating on me i just play the course
Roll a leaf up, I'm feeling like Bulbasaur
Acting like I ain't been down before
I be in the kitchen ain't doing doing chores
Once you switch, I'm closing doors
I'm feeling this Henny might call a whore
Bari and Nowell, up the score
Baribytheway - Talking Bout (feat. Nowell) Lyrics
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Yeah
By the way
Still Going (Damn)
Talking bout you doing this and that
Nigga where it's at
I can only go off the facts
That ain't exotic in that pack
Nigga you a bum
Why the f*ck you go and grab that (Ew)
I don't buy weed from the trap
Hit the warehouse
Know I'm getting in through the back
Heard I'm a hoe
What is that
Been around real ass niggas
I was raised with the pack (For real)
I just want cheese like a rat
You can keep the hoes
They ain't gone help a nigga stack (Nah)
They just wanna help a nigga spend
When the money gone
I be you she gone like the wind
She do not love she pretends
So I dub her before she even begin
Turned myself into a trend
She saying she hate me
Now she telling all her friends (Damn)
I just want a f*cking Benz (Ooh)
I just want a f*cking coupe (Oh god)
Top down, no roof (Ooh)
She like boy, who is you (Damn)
Spent like 50 on my pants
Still got bands in my hands
Better come up with a plan
She shake like jelly that ain't jam
I'm in gear like Motorsport
They hating on me i just play the course
Roll a leaf up, I'm feeling like Bulbasaur
Acting like I ain't been down before
I be in the kitchen ain't doing doing chores
Once you switch, I'm closing doors
I'm feeling this Henny might call a whore
Bari and Nowell, up the score
I done seen this shit too many times
Can't trust when you feeding lies
It's a dirty game
Ain't no code
Niggas leave you in the cold
Ethics getting throwed
That's just the game, its the principle
Your word is nothing if you show me different
I know they intentions
They energy off, and I feel the tension
Knew it would come when I reached this position
I been on edge but I ain't tripping (No no)
People come and they go
Say it's love, then they fold
That could never be me
All my niggas gone eat
From the trenches, the hate what they see
Leave you on the pavement
Mama been crying
She can't take it
If you got it, They coming to take it
Grinding like this cause this the times that we facing
Shout out my brodie he beating them cases
Part of the reason I'm never complacent
You call it pain
This just the colors I'm using to paint
If you didn't know before all my pain
You wouldn't understand why I had to change
Nowell
I'm in gear like Motorsport
They hating on me i just play the course
Roll a leaf up, I'm feeling like Bulbasaur
Acting like I ain't been down before
I be in the kitchen ain't doing doing chores
Once you switch, I'm closing doors
I'm feeling this Henny might call a whore
Bari and Nowell, up the score
By the way
Still Going (Damn)
Talking bout you doing this and that
Nigga where it's at
I can only go off the facts
That ain't exotic in that pack
Nigga you a bum
Why the f*ck you go and grab that (Ew)
I don't buy weed from the trap
Hit the warehouse
Know I'm getting in through the back
Heard I'm a hoe
What is that
Been around real ass niggas
I was raised with the pack (For real)
I just want cheese like a rat
You can keep the hoes
They ain't gone help a nigga stack (Nah)
They just wanna help a nigga spend
When the money gone
I be you she gone like the wind
She do not love she pretends
So I dub her before she even begin
Turned myself into a trend
She saying she hate me
Now she telling all her friends (Damn)
I just want a f*cking Benz (Ooh)
I just want a f*cking coupe (Oh god)
Top down, no roof (Ooh)
She like boy, who is you (Damn)
Spent like 50 on my pants
Still got bands in my hands
Better come up with a plan
She shake like jelly that ain't jam
I'm in gear like Motorsport
They hating on me i just play the course
Roll a leaf up, I'm feeling like Bulbasaur
Acting like I ain't been down before
I be in the kitchen ain't doing doing chores
Once you switch, I'm closing doors
I'm feeling this Henny might call a whore
Bari and Nowell, up the score
I done seen this shit too many times
Can't trust when you feeding lies
It's a dirty game
Ain't no code
Niggas leave you in the cold
Ethics getting throwed
That's just the game, its the principle
Your word is nothing if you show me different
I know they intentions
They energy off, and I feel the tension
Knew it would come when I reached this position
I been on edge but I ain't tripping (No no)
People come and they go
Say it's love, then they fold
That could never be me
All my niggas gone eat
From the trenches, the hate what they see
Leave you on the pavement
Mama been crying
She can't take it
If you got it, They coming to take it
Grinding like this cause this the times that we facing
Shout out my brodie he beating them cases
Part of the reason I'm never complacent
You call it pain
This just the colors I'm using to paint
If you didn't know before all my pain
You wouldn't understand why I had to change
Nowell
I'm in gear like Motorsport
They hating on me i just play the course
Roll a leaf up, I'm feeling like Bulbasaur
Acting like I ain't been down before
I be in the kitchen ain't doing doing chores
Once you switch, I'm closing doors
I'm feeling this Henny might call a whore
Bari and Nowell, up the score
Writer: Brandon Nowell, Jabari Crudup
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid