BoBBy DiGiT$ - !! Tired Of You Lyrics

I tried to tell him, man, P00H's nice with it, huh
I'm about to lose my shit, off the rip, I could buy a chain, I could buy your bitch
I'm not here to talk to you, I'm here for guap in thats it
I know these niggas gonna hate, yeah, it is what it is
I'm about to lose my shit, off the rip, I could buy a chain, I could buy your bitch
I'm not here to talk to you, I'm here for guap in that's it
I know these niggas gonna hate, yeah, it is what it is
I'm on my way, I'm hiding in LA I'm hiding from my pain
I'm hiding from my pain
Nigga like some jelly
In the water for the night and meet me at the deli
Like a rodeo saddle up
Say when you're ready
I make a pussy, nigga, disappear like Maccaveli
Nigga, it ain't shit, you can tell me
You need me smoking, you got it
I smoke the f*cking money, so you know I'm bout to go get it
I write to it like I'm Scott, yeah
I snuck out on my phone, let it simmer like a crockpot
Feeling like Drake, put the mic top
Don't diss on my guys, you done dissed on the wrong guy
Yeah, all these bands took a long time
Looking at these phones now, got a nigga cross eyed
Let me out now, I made this song cry
I'm out in the park by tomorrow, I'll be alright
She say that I'm a jerk because her feelings hurt
Put them in the dirt, they belong in a hearse
Rolling like a lucky man when I'm on my perk
This nigga gave you before I hit that dirt, I bet I put in work
Yeah, I put in work and you should call me sir
Every time I sip the syrup, well, it end up in a blur
Somehow, when I spit, the message always clear
You said that you don't like my shit, but I don't really care
They say life's a bitch, well, bite a bitch some fur
The net was correct, got me trying not to swerve
Why you so upset, man, I must've hit a nerve
I'm so fly in my past life, I must've been a bird
Custom rides, yeah, his and hers
Touching the sky, put your hands up in the air
Used to give bands, making grams disappear
Now I'm planning to take over the planet this year
Got your manager here, like, what's the big idea
I've been putting in work like I shop at Ikea
Straight to the point, like the tip of a spoon
Give a f*ck what you think, like my dick in your ear
You know that we like to go up
The party won't stop till we show up
I was lit when we rolled up
I hopped out and I told them to pour up
I'm about to lose my shit off the rip
I could buy your chain, I could buy your bitch
I'm getting sick and tired of you
I'm here for the guap and that's it
I know you suckers gonna hate, it's what it is
I, I don't have no time for you bitches
Y'all acting like a bunch of hoes
I don't have no time for you bitches
Y'all is acting like some
Y'all is acting like some