BabyTron, TrDee - Do Not Disturb lyrics
BabyTron [James Edward Johnson IV] Ypsilanti, Michigan. U.S.
[BabyTron, TrDee - Do Not Disturb lyrics]
(Ayo, Mark A) bitch
Ho yeah
Like, damn
Let me catch the fucking beat first
I'm not no Crip but you can
Always catch me with some blues
You cannot play me
You gon' have to wait till April Fools
Buddy want some clout? Then we gon' have
To put him on the news got a couple hoes
I used to have holes in my shoes
Mask on in the bank, wanna help me scam safe
Let me hit it
I'ma try to beat it till the bed break
Stay away from niggas
They ain't nothing but some dead weight
Won't cuff a bitch
They ain't shit but a headache king suite
She gon' want to fuck me
When she see the view
Why you being stingy? Tell yo friend
That she can get it too
Why you cop a vest? You better
Pray yo head is bulletproof
Let us get it social then this
Bank account is going poof
Bro off two T's, six whippets
And a eighth of Runtz
They ain't think that I would touchdown
Like I faked the punt
Finna do the shrimp and grit's now
But it's steak for lunch
Finna do the, man, fuck that
Bet not start that Camaro
This a Karma Revero headshot, bullseye
I hit my mark with my arrow
762s, 223s sparking out the barrel
Gold chain, fuck a king
With these cards I'm a pharaoh
Four of Wock' slow the world down
I'm taking turtle sips
Every obstacle I ever faced, bitch
I hurdled it
Catch a ham out, flip the switch
Get a burger flipped
You can't tell me shit about the trenches
This the Murder Mitt
How you mad at hoes for
Being hoes? I encourage it
Christians make the bitch hit her
Knees like she worshipping
Gotta let the gang come to you
Why you forcing it?
Pass the lil' bitch right back
I got bored with it
Can't let my opps catch me lacking
I'm on court with it
I'ma probably run this shit up
Until my Forces rip
Bitch know that I'm not really shit
So of course she trip
Forty-five hunnid, had to tell you
Can't afford this drip
All she wanna do is go and shop
You can't afford this bitch
RIP Kobe, dropped a deuce then a four
I poured a six if I'm mad
I'ma hit the mall or probably take a trip
Stop blowing up yo bitch phone
She in here taking dick
Huh, yeah, bitch, ayy (Ayo, Mark A)
Ho yeah
Like, damn
Let me catch the fucking beat first
I'm not no Crip but you can
Always catch me with some blues
You cannot play me
You gon' have to wait till April Fools
Buddy want some clout? Then we gon' have
To put him on the news got a couple hoes
I used to have holes in my shoes
Mask on in the bank, wanna help me scam safe
Let me hit it
I'ma try to beat it till the bed break
Stay away from niggas
They ain't nothing but some dead weight
Won't cuff a bitch
They ain't shit but a headache king suite
She gon' want to fuck me
When she see the view
Why you being stingy? Tell yo friend
That she can get it too
Why you cop a vest? You better
Pray yo head is bulletproof
Let us get it social then this
Bank account is going poof
Bro off two T's, six whippets
And a eighth of Runtz
They ain't think that I would touchdown
Like I faked the punt
Finna do the shrimp and grit's now
But it's steak for lunch
Finna do the, man, fuck that
Bet not start that Camaro
This a Karma Revero headshot, bullseye
I hit my mark with my arrow
762s, 223s sparking out the barrel
Gold chain, fuck a king
With these cards I'm a pharaoh
Four of Wock' slow the world down
I'm taking turtle sips
Every obstacle I ever faced, bitch
I hurdled it
Catch a ham out, flip the switch
Get a burger flipped
You can't tell me shit about the trenches
This the Murder Mitt
How you mad at hoes for
Being hoes? I encourage it
Christians make the bitch hit her
Knees like she worshipping
Gotta let the gang come to you
Why you forcing it?
Pass the lil' bitch right back
I got bored with it
Can't let my opps catch me lacking
I'm on court with it
I'ma probably run this shit up
Until my Forces rip
Bitch know that I'm not really shit
So of course she trip
Forty-five hunnid, had to tell you
Can't afford this drip
All she wanna do is go and shop
You can't afford this bitch
RIP Kobe, dropped a deuce then a four
I poured a six if I'm mad
I'ma hit the mall or probably take a trip
Stop blowing up yo bitch phone
She in here taking dick
Huh, yeah, bitch, ayy (Ayo, Mark A)