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Don’t Gotta Say Lyrics

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Don’t Gotta Say Lyrics

[Intro]
(If you are not you think you are)
(Vdv got it)
(Who are you)

[Chorus: Lil Grayski]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Pass the Wock I miss it
That boy yeah he bitching
Four pockets full shawty
Trying to get a ticket
I’ve been making big moves
You don’t want to miss it
I don’t care we’re not cool, so you know I’m ditching
Bitch you know I’m rocking on the latest
You just know, I don’t have to say this
Bitch you know I pull up in that maybach, bitch I pull up in that new Mercedes
Yeah I’m rocking on this fashion bitch you know that I done made it
Yeah I’ve been hanging out the four-door, bitch you know that I’m faded
Bitch yeah
[Verse 1: Lil Grayski]
Man I can’t forget about that hoe
That bitch she did me dead wrong
She was just putting on a show
Yeah trying to make a fucking M shawty
Ain’t trying to be one of thеm yeah
I don’t care thesе bitches dead to me
I’m not doing this again yeah
This a tennis bracelet on my wrist
Yeah I’m pouring Wock pouring tris up
Why he talking he’s a bitch yeah
I step out it motherfucking Prada put baguettes on my neck and my wrist
Quit talking I ain’t fucked on your bitch
Why he talking he think he the shit yeah yeah
Bitch i’m sipping that red
Bitch i’m sipping that red down, I don’t even know what to say now
Nah I cannot fuck with no lames nah
I cannot fuck with no lame hoes yeah[Chorus: Lil Grayski]
Pass the Wock I miss it
That boy yeah he bitchin’
Four pockets full shawty
Trying to get a ticket
I’ve been making big moves
You don’t want to miss it
I don’t care we’re not cool, so you know I’m ditching
Bitch you know I’m rocking on the latest
You just know, I don’t have to say this
Bitch you know i pull up in that maybach, bitch I pull up in that new Mercedes
Yeah I’m rocking on this fashion bitch you know that I done made it
Yeah I’ve been hanging out the four door, bitch you know that I’m fadded
Bitch yeah
[Verse 2: Yung Kaplun]
Yeah you know we faded
On God we gon make it
Been praying and praying shit
Like how could I fake it
City so dangerous
Can’t walk without caution
Use every precaution
From heaven they are watching me
Ball on the bitch Kyrie
Finish the legacy for P
Most important imma do it for me
Because I left it all if you know what I mean
Left school cuz they didn’t teach shit
Care, less bout fucking a bitch
Care more bout pleading the Fifth gang
Gang gang
Stay outta trouble I really don’t need me a criminal organization
Follow my gut and give praise to the Highest they brought me to realization
If you want make it and wanna be famous you needa have dedication
I’m working twenty-four seven I’m tired but ion got time for vacation nah[Chorus: Lil Grayski]
Pass the wock I miss it
That boy yeah he bitchin’
Four pockets full shawty
Trying to get a ticket
I’ve been making big moves
You don’t want to miss it
I don’t care we’re not cool, so you know i’m ditching
Bitch you know i’m rocking on the latest
You just know, I don’t have to say this
Bitch you know I pull up in that Maybach, bitch I pull up in that new Mercedes
Yeah I’m rocking on this fashion bitch you know that I done made it
Yeah I’ve been hanging out the four-door, bitch you know that I’m faded
Bitch yeah

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