Dremar - No Sucka (feat. Million Malik) Lyrics

Don't give a f*ck about bitches i'm on
Don't give a f*ck about niggas i'm on
(I'm on)
I remember I was in the Gucci store I ain't have a check
I'm tryna get some cologne
Ran down hoe said she ain't really want to f*ck with me
I don't got to pay to get dome
Hoe nigga talkin' that doubt really be envy
They can't accept that i'm on
I ain't wit' that Sucka shit
(No Sucka shit)
You got problems we got problems
Nigga ain't no duckin' shit (Ain't no duckin' shit)
I put forgiato wallows on my baby momma whip
(Baby momma whip)
Forty-Yorty in the clip
I'm tryna make a nigga flip (Forty-Yorty Yorty)
Spin again and Spin again
We tryna get 'em outta there
I be lurkin' in the hood
I'm tryna get up outta here
Neighborhood say I'm good
They got my brother rollin' now
Free my dawgs I wish I could
But It's too many of 'em now
Y'all want beef we in yo hood
But y'all some vegetarians (Vegetarians)
4OE barbarians (Barbarians)
All our ops we buryin' (We Buryin ')
Real bad bitch Bulgarian
My whole team be full wit' shooters nigga ain't no carryin' (Ain't no carryin')
You got rolex I got muller
Nigga ain't comparing them
(Yea)
Don't give a f*ck about bitches i'm on
Don't give a f*ck about niggas i'm on
(I'm on)
I remember I was in the Gucci store I ain't have a check
I'm tryna get some cologne
Ran down hoe said she ain't really want to f*ck with me
I don't got to pay to get dome
Hoe nigga talkin' that doubt really be envy
They can't accept that i'm on
I ain't wit' that Sucka shit
(Oh)
You got problems we got problems
Nigga ain't no duckin' shit (Ain't no duckin' shit)
I put forgiato wallows on my baby momma whip
(Baby Momma whip)
Forty-Yorty in the clip
I'm tryna make a nigga flip
(Forty-Yorty)
Spin again and Spin again
We tryna get 'em outta there
Ah (Umm) Spin again and Spin again
I spend a band and getcha' flipped
I f*cked ya baby momma again
And then I buss up on her lip
I heard I got new house
I'm 'bout to buy another clip
(Hollup)
You do too much talkin' you playin' (Woo)
I'ma Big ole' Vice Lord what you sayin' (Woo)
I can't even sleep just pass me a xan (Woo)
Kilt 'em once wish I could do it again
I used to want her 'til I met her friend
We can do it in my benz
Both yea, we can all be lovers and friends
(Yea )
Don't give a f*ck about bitches i'm on
Don't give a f*ck about niggas i'm on
(I'm on)
I remember I was in the Gucci store I ain't have a check
I'm tryna get some cologne
Ran down hoe said she ain't really want to f*ck with me
I don't got to pay to get dome
Hoe nigga talkin' that doubt really be envy
They can't accept that i'm on
I ain't wit' that Sucka shit
(No Sucka Shit)
You got problems we got problems
Nigga ain't no duckin' shit
(Ain't no duckin' shit)
I put forgiato wallows on my baby momma whip
(Baby Momma whip)
Forty-Yorty in the clip
I'm tryna make a nigga flip
(Make a nigga flip)
Spin again and Spin again
We tryna get 'em outta there