Don't stress about bitches
Don't stress about niggas
F*ck is you talking about
Haters be chatting
Let em keep yapping
Let em keep running they mouth
Let em keep running they mouth
Let em keep running they mouth
Let em keep running they mouth
They murmer
And whisper
I barely can hear it
The more that they talk
It be boosting my spirit
Get quiet when close
Turn to ghost when I'm near em
Guess it's the vibes I be given
Only when drunk I be trippin
Promise when Sober
I'm different
Hesitating on shots
Like I'm pippen
Always stay with a dawg
I'm mike vikin'
Don't stress about bitches
Don't stress about niggas
Fucc is you talking about
Haters be chatting
Let em keep yapping
Let em keep running they mouth
Let em keep running they mouth
Let em keep running they mouth
Let em keep running they mouth
I got it this shit melting
Y'all just get it lit
Since sleeping on couches
I been on my shits
Talking to god
And he spit on my wrist
Watch color blue
Like it's closing it's lips
Switched to my right
Cause it's swollen as shit
From smacking on ass
And still curling these chips
Show money in bags
Barely fit in the whip
Had to switch to the Lincoln
Just to get to the 6
Don't stress about bitches
Don't stress about niggas
Fucc is you talking about
Haters be chatting
Let em keep yapping
Let em keep running they mouth
Let em keep running they mouth
Let em keep running they mouth
Let em keep running they mouth
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English
Don't stress about bitches
Don't stress about niggas
F*ck is you talking about
Haters be chatting
Let em keep yapping
Let em keep running they mouth
Let em keep running they mouth
Let em keep running they mouth
Let em keep running they mouth
They murmer
And whisper
I barely can hear it
The more that they talk
It be boosting my spirit
Get quiet when close
Turn to ghost when I'm near em
Guess it's the vibes I be given
Only when drunk I be trippin
Promise when Sober
I'm different
Hesitating on shots
Like I'm pippen
Always stay with a dawg
I'm mike vikin'
Don't stress about bitches
Don't stress about niggas
Fucc is you talking about
Haters be chatting
Let em keep yapping
Let em keep running they mouth
Let em keep running they mouth
Let em keep running they mouth
Let em keep running they mouth
I got it this shit melting
Y'all just get it lit
Since sleeping on couches
I been on my shits
Talking to god
And he spit on my wrist
Watch color blue
Like it's closing it's lips
Switched to my right
Cause it's swollen as shit
From smacking on ass
And still curling these chips
Show money in bags
Barely fit in the whip
Had to switch to the Lincoln
Just to get to the 6
Don't stress about bitches
Don't stress about niggas
Fucc is you talking about
Haters be chatting
Let em keep yapping
Let em keep running they mouth
Let em keep running they mouth
Let em keep running they mouth
Let em keep running they mouth
Don't stress about niggas
F*ck is you talking about
Haters be chatting
Let em keep yapping
Let em keep running they mouth
Let em keep running they mouth
Let em keep running they mouth
Let em keep running they mouth
They murmer
And whisper
I barely can hear it
The more that they talk
It be boosting my spirit
Get quiet when close
Turn to ghost when I'm near em
Guess it's the vibes I be given
Only when drunk I be trippin
Promise when Sober
I'm different
Hesitating on shots
Like I'm pippen
Always stay with a dawg
I'm mike vikin'
Don't stress about bitches
Don't stress about niggas
Fucc is you talking about
Haters be chatting
Let em keep yapping
Let em keep running they mouth
Let em keep running they mouth
Let em keep running they mouth
Let em keep running they mouth
I got it this shit melting
Y'all just get it lit
Since sleeping on couches
I been on my shits
Talking to god
And he spit on my wrist
Watch color blue
Like it's closing it's lips
Switched to my right
Cause it's swollen as shit
From smacking on ass
And still curling these chips
Show money in bags
Barely fit in the whip
Had to switch to the Lincoln
Just to get to the 6
Don't stress about bitches
Don't stress about niggas
Fucc is you talking about
Haters be chatting
Let em keep yapping
Let em keep running they mouth
Let em keep running they mouth
Let em keep running they mouth
Let em keep running they mouth
Writer: Jaqui Fletcher
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid