DC The Don - TBH YuR CooL RaTe 8 lyrics

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Give me your word and bring
That shit in a hurry you having doubts
You said you would never hurt me
Put my phone right on mute
I told her do not disturb me i’m off a perky
'Cause i don’t wanna feel when I’m with you
(I don't wanna feel)
Girl, for Jesus Christ, what’s the issue?
Told that girl, "If you gon' fucking cry
Grab a tissue"
To be honest, I fuck with her vibes
She’s official i’d be lying if I said on
God I don’t miss you

I’d be lying if I said on
God I don’t miss you
Swear it’s strange how you open your
Eyes when I kiss you i hate that
You know I miss the vibes that I give you
(Uh, uh) won’t none of these niggas
Eat icicles with you (Uh, uh)
Pull up with that fye, what’s the issue?
Yeah, I keep a 30 and a 9, issa missile
(Uh, uh)
Baby, she gon' bust it like a pistol
She a ref, she got stripes
She gon' blow me like a whistle
On her knees like she holy, bumping OF Oldies
Stacking too much green my
Pockets stuffed with guacamole
I just got a rollie, DC bought a rollie
Remember we was sixteen rolling
Dolo in a stoley
I hate when you fuck with me
Don’t act like you don’t know me
You see me now on TV baby
I ain’t like the old me
Yeah, i’m not the old me
At least that’s what they told me
Well if it’s me, it’s only me
Got no one left to hold me

Give me your word and bring
That shit in a hurry you having doubts
You said you would never hurt me
Put my phone right on mute
I told her do not disturb me i’m off a perky
'Cause i don’t wanna feel when I’m with you
Girl, for Jesus Christ, what’s the issue?
Told that girl if you gone fucking cry
Grab a tissue
To be honest, I fuck with her vibes
She’s official i’d be lying if I said on
God I don’t miss you

Saying you would leave me
Talking like you left somewhere
Girl I know you tired
But you ain’t left nowhere
(And I said, yeah) and her love so rare
Breaking all these hearts and now
My luck ain’t fair
And all these signs thrown at me
And I ignore it baby
I’m not at peace, my heart is torn baby
Down on my knees, my blood is pouring baby
Out in a breeze, you got me snoring baby
I stay green on go, I feel you in my soul
And I'm a die hard fan
In love with rock and roll
Heartbreak kid is in the distance
(Go tell 'em)
You can tell em if they looking for me
It ain’t hard to find me
In love with a blasian bitch
She mixed with black and Chinese
You don’t gotta follow me
I know your still around me
You had me going out so bad
I’m looking like a dummy
I can’t stay away for long 'cause
She’s a fucking dime piece
Yeah, you got some thighs
Can I get a side of fries please?
Baby got a Georgia peach
I love the way she ride it
Ask me where my brothers at
I said they right behind me
Delo do em dirty
He gone pop out with that tommy
Hit you at yo legs, make a nigga do pilates
I get hella antsy when you rubbing on my body
Just popped out in a fast car
And made it rain at Follies

Give me your word and bring
That shit in a hurry you having doubts
You said you would never hurt me
Put my phone right on mute
I told her do not disturb me i’m off a perky
'Cause i don’t wanna feel when I’m with you
(I don't wanna feel)
Girl, for Jesus Christ, what’s the issue?
Told that girl, "If you gon' fucking cry
Grab a tissue"
To be honest, I fuck with her vibes
She’s official i’d be lying if I said on
God I don’t miss you

I don’t wanna feel (I don't wanna feel)
I don't wanna feel (No more)
I don't wanna feel (No more)
I don't wanna feel (No more)
I don't wanna feel (No more)
No, I don't wanna feel (I don't wanna feel)