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Not Into It Video (MV)




Performed By: Shellz Lo
Language: English
Length: 2:24
Written by: Joshua T.




Shellz Lo - Not Into It Lyrics
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Nigga try to leave me in the past
Now they say they need me
I beat the trap a hunned days the reason a nigga eatting
Ian greedy if my partner hungry guaranteed I feel him
I ain't stingy share my trap then tell my niggas we Gone get rich
Catch a body for my niggas tell em' that we locked in Glock gens, reasons why they mad can't get they Mans back, he's new pack called head taps
We don't beef so play it right
If you play you dead Man
Red beams in his eyes he got caught up at the light Caught em' by surprise
Its gone be his last stop tonight
If they catch me that's my life
I'll shoot out with the cops
Think I'm playin bitch I'm not
That's the drugs in me
F*ck I be smoking all exotic ain't no lungs in me
Ima good nigga but I'm slimey don't you start with Me
I can't ever show pitty, to a snake no love in me
It's a hundred in this shit I squeeze it once
Its shootin 50
Ak is big as me, arp shit a mini
I was buying poles and em' bowls them niggas buyin Henny
When it comes war time talkin bullets I got plenty
Ima bully doin damage to my trap it made me plenty
It ain't funny when you really struggling and came From nothing
Inna dungeon with em' demons all that pain you Feeling nothing
Stomach touching really had it hard my house was Cold as ever
Momma call my phone she beggin me to make up With my brother
Two men dealing with our pride
Only thing I'll tell her
I was young asl slidin wit killas Ian scary ion trust shit
Prolly why a nigga still breathing
Clutch a gun quick
Raised up inna slums, in the bridge I made my first Flip
I was really down on my dick and ain't no body hear me
Tables turn I don't answer call they say " you serious" Really unstable I might kill you if you curious
No room for a rat they can never know what I'm Carrying
Hop inside this v
It's murder mystery experience
Just because you bring ski don't mean you really Clearing shit
Ain't really hearing shit
We get a lo we spin a bin
Like a Taliban you disrespect i might just send a hit Promithzine, I love to sip
Ima real deal junkie I might face me 20 woods
Ian broke ran my money up now I'm Hollywood
Niggas wanna crash out bout a bitch we is not into it
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Nigga try to leave me in the past
Now they say they need me
I beat the trap a hunned days the reason a nigga eatting
Ian greedy if my partner hungry guaranteed I feel him
I ain't stingy share my trap then tell my niggas we Gone get rich
Catch a body for my niggas tell em' that we locked in Glock gens, reasons why they mad can't get they Mans back, he's new pack called head taps
We don't beef so play it right
If you play you dead Man
Red beams in his eyes he got caught up at the light Caught em' by surprise
Its gone be his last stop tonight
If they catch me that's my life
I'll shoot out with the cops
Think I'm playin bitch I'm not
That's the drugs in me
F*ck I be smoking all exotic ain't no lungs in me
Ima good nigga but I'm slimey don't you start with Me
I can't ever show pitty, to a snake no love in me
It's a hundred in this shit I squeeze it once
Its shootin 50
Ak is big as me, arp shit a mini
I was buying poles and em' bowls them niggas buyin Henny
When it comes war time talkin bullets I got plenty
Ima bully doin damage to my trap it made me plenty
It ain't funny when you really struggling and came From nothing
Inna dungeon with em' demons all that pain you Feeling nothing
Stomach touching really had it hard my house was Cold as ever
Momma call my phone she beggin me to make up With my brother
Two men dealing with our pride
Only thing I'll tell her
I was young asl slidin wit killas Ian scary ion trust shit
Prolly why a nigga still breathing
Clutch a gun quick
Raised up inna slums, in the bridge I made my first Flip
I was really down on my dick and ain't no body hear me
Tables turn I don't answer call they say " you serious" Really unstable I might kill you if you curious
No room for a rat they can never know what I'm Carrying
Hop inside this v
It's murder mystery experience
Just because you bring ski don't mean you really Clearing shit
Ain't really hearing shit
We get a lo we spin a bin
Like a Taliban you disrespect i might just send a hit Promithzine, I love to sip
Ima real deal junkie I might face me 20 woods
Ian broke ran my money up now I'm Hollywood
Niggas wanna crash out bout a bitch we is not into it
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Writer: Joshua T.
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