Midwxst, Summrs - Told Ya lyrics

[Midwxst, Summrs - Told Ya lyrics]

Yeah, pull out a stick 'cause
We not finna fight (yeah, uh huh)
Yeah, pull out a stick 'cause
We not finna fight (yeah, uh huh)
Yeah, pull out a stick
'cause we not finna fight  (yeah,  uh huh)
(yeah, yeah, uh,  yeah, yeah)
Yeah, pull out a stick 'cause we not finna
Yeah

Pull out a stick 'cause we not finna fight
Sell out a show, that's a day in the life
When niggas be hating
They words filled with spite
And they not gettin' money
They don't got a life
That shit really funny 'cause I never cared
I'm at the top, at the highеst of tiers
You is not scarin' me, don't got a fear
If anything, nigga, I'm makin' it clеar

Callin' up Slump, he gon' bring a
Lil' choppa, that choppa gon' shoot
We gon' bring out Dakota
Give that boy a fuckin'
Wonderman, heatin' them lips
So you better say I done told you
I know that you is not 'bout all
That shit you be talkin' 'bout, nigga
I know that you foldin'
I do not wan' talk to you if you not
Talkin' 'bout no money 'cause
That shit not important
My brother keep that G-L-O-C-K and that
Shit might spray at the opps
Finna cop me a new fit, I
Don't give two shit's 'bout price
Give a fuck 'bout the cost
Better put your chips on
'cause I'm gon' shoot
The fuck up like some mo'fuckin' stocks
We gon' pull up on that boy
We not stoppin' no shit, nigga
Know that we not finna pause
Hit her then pass her
Know I’m finna dump her
Mixin' that Prada with that Undercover
Not from Louisville
But this choppa got some sluggers
Know I don't want a bitch
I just wan' fuck her
Go to a show and then count all my money
And repeat that shit every mo'fuckin' day
I gotta make one call and my
Niggas runnin' up on you
They shootin' them K’s

Pull out a stick 'cause we not finna fight
Sell out a show, that's a day in the life
When niggas be hating
They words filled with spite
And they not gettin' money
They don't got a life
That shit really funny 'cause I never cared
I'm at the top, at the highest of tiers
You is not scarin' me, don't got a fear
If anything, nigga, I'm makin' it clear

Yeah (Huh) , FN goin' through doors (Huh)
Nigga, you repo poles (yeah)
I'ma be rich either way it go (yeah)
I'ma keep on spreading these, yeah (Uh, huh)
Thirty thousand on my left wrist
You ain't actin' right
Then you'll get left quick (yeah)
That ain't my ho, man, that's your bitch
(Your bitch)
I done run out of Oxy', I'm dope sick (Do)
I'ma put a watch on both wrists (What?)
Better put a lock on your bitch (yeah)
Way too fed, I can't show this (Nah)
Knowin' I'm carryin' them ghost glicks (yeah)
New pack in the mail, it's new switches (Huh)
I got new poles, I'm finna go fishin' (yeah)
All my guys gon' stand on business, yeah

Pull out a stick 'cause we not finna fight
Sell out a show, that's a day in the life
When niggas be hating
They words filled with spite
And they not gettin' money
They don't got a life
That shit really funny 'cause I never cared
I'm at the top, at the highest of tiers
You is not scarin' me, don't got a fear
If anything, nigga, I'm makin' it clear

Yeah, pull out a stick 'cause
We not finna fight (yeah, uh huh)
Yeah, pull out a stick 'cause
We not finna fight (yeah, uh huh)
Yeah, pull out a stick 'cause
We not finna fight (yeah, uh huh)
(yeah, yeah, uh, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, pull out a stick 'cause we not finna
Yeah

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