I told my bitch when I'm on tour, you stay and watch the trap
I like sleeping with my 40, I don't trust these rats
If I gave yo ass a loan, you better bring it back
223's I'll get you touched, nigga take a nap
I'm gone show up with that bag, bitch all hundreds
You don't want no f*ckin smoke, but yo broad want it
Heard that nigga plottin on me he gone start something
If I'm busy then I'll have to sic' my dog on em
Bitch roll up, automatic when I cook up
And I'm selling 3.5 for the dub nigga pull up
And bitch I'm Jimmy Smith anytime I pull that book up
I look around the city, I can really see the shook ones
Terrance told you niggas go and f*ckin get a bag
You niggas out here broke and that's prolly why you mad
Stop dropping songs about me, all you do is wasting cash
Besides I told you niggas I wont let up off yo ass, pussy nigga
Make no mistake about it
Yeah bitch make no mistake about it
Bitch I use to hit the road, now I'm hittin islands
Young nigga I can show you that I'm really bout it
Make no mistake about it
Yeah bitch make no mistake about it
Bitch I use to fly commercial now I'm flying private
Young nigga I can show you bitch I'm really bout it
Trap Van Gundy, I be coaching lil niggas
Shooters posted up like Dre and Blake Griffin
Detroit nigga let me show you how I get it
Hit the club and make it rain on them broke ass bitches
Niggas out here hating, shit I feel they pain
Yeah bitch if I was you, I'd prolly feel the same
Now these labels hit my line, phone go off the chain
Ask yo CEO bitch you ever feel the rain
Bitch I'm Big Daddy Yay, I'm a boss and you know hoe
Bitch treat my dick like a Pogo
Nigga pour my lean in that f*ckin red solo
Then back to my trap, gotta check on my Pollo
I don't give a f*ck, hoe I ride for my niggas
Lock me up for life, I'm gone die for my niggas
Nigga I'm a ball till the feds come and get us
RIP to Baby D, I wish that you was still with us
Make no mistake about it
Yeah bitch make no mistake about it
Bitch I use to hit the road, now I'm hittin islands
Young nigga I can show you that I'm really bout it
Make no mistake about it
Yeah bitch make no mistake about it
Bitch I use to fly commercial now I'm flying private
Young nigga I can show you bitch I'm really bout it
Baby you gone get in trouble with yo nigga, you keep tryna f*ck with us
Cause you know what it is, if you pull up to the crib, you gone f*ck with us
Yay.Nx - Make No Mistake Lyrics
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I told my bitch when I'm on tour, you stay and watch the trap
I like sleeping with my 40, I don't trust these rats
If I gave yo ass a loan, you better bring it back
223's I'll get you touched, nigga take a nap
I'm gone show up with that bag, bitch all hundreds
You don't want no f*ckin smoke, but yo broad want it
Heard that nigga plottin on me he gone start something
If I'm busy then I'll have to sic' my dog on em
Bitch roll up, automatic when I cook up
And I'm selling 3.5 for the dub nigga pull up
And bitch I'm Jimmy Smith anytime I pull that book up
I look around the city, I can really see the shook ones
Terrance told you niggas go and f*ckin get a bag
You niggas out here broke and that's prolly why you mad
Stop dropping songs about me, all you do is wasting cash
Besides I told you niggas I wont let up off yo ass, pussy nigga
Make no mistake about it
Yeah bitch make no mistake about it
Bitch I use to hit the road, now I'm hittin islands
Young nigga I can show you that I'm really bout it
Make no mistake about it
Yeah bitch make no mistake about it
Bitch I use to fly commercial now I'm flying private
Young nigga I can show you bitch I'm really bout it
Trap Van Gundy, I be coaching lil niggas
Shooters posted up like Dre and Blake Griffin
Detroit nigga let me show you how I get it
Hit the club and make it rain on them broke ass bitches
Niggas out here hating, shit I feel they pain
Yeah bitch if I was you, I'd prolly feel the same
Now these labels hit my line, phone go off the chain
Ask yo CEO bitch you ever feel the rain
Bitch I'm Big Daddy Yay, I'm a boss and you know hoe
Bitch treat my dick like a Pogo
Nigga pour my lean in that f*ckin red solo
Then back to my trap, gotta check on my Pollo
I don't give a f*ck, hoe I ride for my niggas
Lock me up for life, I'm gone die for my niggas
Nigga I'm a ball till the feds come and get us
RIP to Baby D, I wish that you was still with us
Make no mistake about it
Yeah bitch make no mistake about it
Bitch I use to hit the road, now I'm hittin islands
Young nigga I can show you that I'm really bout it
Make no mistake about it
Yeah bitch make no mistake about it
Bitch I use to fly commercial now I'm flying private
Young nigga I can show you bitch I'm really bout it
Baby you gone get in trouble with yo nigga, you keep tryna f*ck with us
Cause you know what it is, if you pull up to the crib, you gone f*ck with us
I like sleeping with my 40, I don't trust these rats
If I gave yo ass a loan, you better bring it back
223's I'll get you touched, nigga take a nap
I'm gone show up with that bag, bitch all hundreds
You don't want no f*ckin smoke, but yo broad want it
Heard that nigga plottin on me he gone start something
If I'm busy then I'll have to sic' my dog on em
Bitch roll up, automatic when I cook up
And I'm selling 3.5 for the dub nigga pull up
And bitch I'm Jimmy Smith anytime I pull that book up
I look around the city, I can really see the shook ones
Terrance told you niggas go and f*ckin get a bag
You niggas out here broke and that's prolly why you mad
Stop dropping songs about me, all you do is wasting cash
Besides I told you niggas I wont let up off yo ass, pussy nigga
Make no mistake about it
Yeah bitch make no mistake about it
Bitch I use to hit the road, now I'm hittin islands
Young nigga I can show you that I'm really bout it
Make no mistake about it
Yeah bitch make no mistake about it
Bitch I use to fly commercial now I'm flying private
Young nigga I can show you bitch I'm really bout it
Trap Van Gundy, I be coaching lil niggas
Shooters posted up like Dre and Blake Griffin
Detroit nigga let me show you how I get it
Hit the club and make it rain on them broke ass bitches
Niggas out here hating, shit I feel they pain
Yeah bitch if I was you, I'd prolly feel the same
Now these labels hit my line, phone go off the chain
Ask yo CEO bitch you ever feel the rain
Bitch I'm Big Daddy Yay, I'm a boss and you know hoe
Bitch treat my dick like a Pogo
Nigga pour my lean in that f*ckin red solo
Then back to my trap, gotta check on my Pollo
I don't give a f*ck, hoe I ride for my niggas
Lock me up for life, I'm gone die for my niggas
Nigga I'm a ball till the feds come and get us
RIP to Baby D, I wish that you was still with us
Make no mistake about it
Yeah bitch make no mistake about it
Bitch I use to hit the road, now I'm hittin islands
Young nigga I can show you that I'm really bout it
Make no mistake about it
Yeah bitch make no mistake about it
Bitch I use to fly commercial now I'm flying private
Young nigga I can show you bitch I'm really bout it
Baby you gone get in trouble with yo nigga, you keep tryna f*ck with us
Cause you know what it is, if you pull up to the crib, you gone f*ck with us
Writer: Jayland Plummer
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid