Don't play me
Go crazy
Don't blame me
You're not on my mind
Guess you're not my type
(Hello)
Henny sipper
Let it simmer
Monica won't come my yard, but she's on my line like
"Take me dinner"
I know yutes that are way too inner
Dropped out girls that are way too Twitter
Voice notes to the mandem, bitching 'bout me
Some man are way too bitter
Chase liquor
Fake filler
MJ, Thriller
She wanna fuck with a ceiling mirror
The late nights made me iller
And the pain just made me realer
She loves when I turn them lights off
Watch all the ice on my chain just flicker
I used to move silly with things, but God forbid I move silly with tings
Took like a million Ls, I pray to God I get a million wins
We ran through a million jobs, I swear I ran through a million SIMs
A million wrongs, a million sins
All for a million rings
Don't play me
You do what you like
Go crazy
'Cause I don't feel your vibe
Don't blame me
If you're not on my mind
I guess you're not my type
(Guess you're not my type)
Whip turbo
G Herbo
Skid them Mercs like Peugeots
None of my guys on furlough
I couldn't fly out my browning
So I'm gonna fly out my Virgo
Baller, Sergio
Overseas on do not disturbo
Darg, you won't see me stressing
Armani does weekly check-ins
I'm wearing a hundred racks
They know when I'm really stepping (gang)
Babe, you know our thing's separate
Don't fuck with your neeky bredrins
My gangster girl keeps me guessing
Benihana, she seen these cheffings
I used to move silly with things, but God forbid I move silly with tings
Took like a million Ls, I pray to God I get a million wins
We ran through a million jobs, I swear I ran through a million SIMs
A million wrongs, a million sins
All for a million rings
Don't play me
You do what you like
Go crazy
'Cause I don't feel your vibe
Don't blame me
If you're not on my mind
I guess you're not my type
DJ, drop that, drop that
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Drop that, drop that
DJ, drop that, drop that, yeah
(Don't play me)
(Guess you're not my type)
(Don't blame me)
(Guess you're not my type)