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No contempt

๐Ÿ‘ค Lelo โ€ข ๐ŸŽผ No contempt โ€ข โฑ๏ธ 2:12
๐ŸŽต 2153 characters
โฑ๏ธ 2:12 duration
๐Ÿ†” ID: 10889947

๐Ÿ“œ Lyrics

Yeah
Ignore that lil felling in your gut
You know I treat you good
Yeah
Ignore that lil feeling in your gut
You know I treat you good (Aye, yeah)
Don't call me a dreamer this a real bag
She a ten, I cant call her bitch cause I'm gon feel bad
Young turnt nigga, old money so I feel fast
She put that Celine on her waist, so she feel snatched
Thousand-dollar jeans, they distressed, so they feel thrashed
It's a nigga dreams gettin pressed when that seal crack
And she put that lil feelin in your chest, nigga heal that
Yeah, yeah
All my niggas soldiers (Yeah)
She want me to make it just to put fuck me in that Rover
I get so damn fly, this bitch just asked me for atonement
My niggas played about my mama thinkin I condoned it
My fit came different, funds got me innovatin'
I need to smash this bitch so fuckin bad I'm irritated
And I get growin' pains, so I make guap to mitigate it (Yeah)
He ain't never seen no rain he is not my imitator
Yeah, I don really made this shit from nothin, I'll show a nigga
She read all them self-help books think she know a nigga
Every shot I made was full court, I been scorin' different
Every shot he take was from the wreck, he ain't got no attempts
You be beggin' for it, she tryna give me face with no contempt
If we say its was then its up can't make no exempts
We can't have no goofies in the spot cause we exposed em
She grabbed me off my my shoulder, left my jacked with a rose tint
Don't call me a dreamer this a real bag
She a ten I cant call her bitch cause I'm gon feel bad
Young turnt nigga old money so I feel fast
Yeah, yop
Don't call me a dreamer this a real bag
She a ten, I cant call her bitch cause I'm gon feel bad
Young turnt nigga, old money so I feel fast
She put that Celine on her waist, so she feel snatched
Thousand-dollar jeans, they distressed, so they feel thrashed
It's a nigga dreams gettin pressed when that seal crack
And she put that lil feelin in your chest, nigga heal that
Yeah, yeah
All my niggas soldiers (Yeah)
She want me to make it just to put fuck me in that Rover
I get so damn fly, this bitch just asked me for atonement
My niggas played about my mama thinkin I condoned it

โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics

[00:01.03] Yeah
[00:02.85] Ignore that lil felling in your gut
[00:04.53] You know I treat you good
[00:07.66] Yeah
[00:08.80] Ignore that lil feeling in your gut
[00:10.89] You know I treat you good (Aye, yeah)
[00:12.55] Don't call me a dreamer this a real bag
[00:14.89] She a ten, I cant call her bitch cause I'm gon feel bad
[00:17.90] Young turnt nigga, old money so I feel fast
[00:20.76] She put that Celine on her waist, so she feel snatched
[00:23.84] Thousand-dollar jeans, they distressed, so they feel thrashed
[00:27.04] It's a nigga dreams gettin pressed when that seal crack
[00:29.54] And she put that lil feelin in your chest, nigga heal that
[00:34.24] Yeah, yeah
[00:37.29] All my niggas soldiers (Yeah)
[00:38.85] She want me to make it just to put fuck me in that Rover
[00:41.81] I get so damn fly, this bitch just asked me for atonement
[00:44.67] My niggas played about my mama thinkin I condoned it
[00:47.52] My fit came different, funds got me innovatin'
[00:50.52] I need to smash this bitch so fuckin bad I'm irritated
[00:53.84] And I get growin' pains, so I make guap to mitigate it (Yeah)
[00:56.66] He ain't never seen no rain he is not my imitator
[00:59.57] Yeah, I don really made this shit from nothin, I'll show a nigga
[01:02.90] She read all them self-help books think she know a nigga
[01:05.89] Every shot I made was full court, I been scorin' different
[01:08.82] Every shot he take was from the wreck, he ain't got no attempts
[01:11.82] You be beggin' for it, she tryna give me face with no contempt
[01:15.08] If we say its was then its up can't make no exempts
[01:17.88] We can't have no goofies in the spot cause we exposed em
[01:20.81] She grabbed me off my my shoulder, left my jacked with a rose tint
[01:24.80] Don't call me a dreamer this a real bag
[01:27.07] She a ten I cant call her bitch cause I'm gon feel bad
[01:29.83] Young turnt nigga old money so I feel fast
[01:33.86] Yeah, yop
[01:36.83] Don't call me a dreamer this a real bag
[01:39.06] She a ten, I cant call her bitch cause I'm gon feel bad
[01:42.06] Young turnt nigga, old money so I feel fast
[01:44.88] She put that Celine on her waist, so she feel snatched
[01:48.08] Thousand-dollar jeans, they distressed, so they feel thrashed
[01:50.87] It's a nigga dreams gettin pressed when that seal crack
[01:53.58] And she put that lil feelin in your chest, nigga heal that
[01:58.07] Yeah, yeah
[02:01.52] All my niggas soldiers (Yeah)
[02:02.91] She want me to make it just to put fuck me in that Rover
[02:06.06] I get so damn fly, this bitch just asked me for atonement
[02:08.84] My niggas played about my mama thinkin I condoned it
[02:11.29]

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