Duntaí - I Told You Lyrics

Swear that you niggas be talking and wilding
I promise this shit can get ugly and violent
She set him up he got drunk at the party and four minutes later, four shots to the noggin
Bitch I'm the one who get coal in his stocking, but also the one who keeps dough in his pocket
White lights be flashing but no paparazzi, you going to Heaven to see God Almighty
I stay out the way and just collect the profit
Don't mess with the chopper it's auto-robotic
She f*cking with me cause my drip is exotic
She lovin' the way that I'm one with the faucet
You come with your best and I promise I'll top it
You come with your bitch and she gone give me toppy
They hating on me cause can't nobody stop it
These bank account numbers can't fit in my wallet
My homie be serving them 448s but selling them shits like they 224s
They looking at me cause they cannot relate
I'm talking them halves, I'm talking them bows
This ice on my neck got me shinin for days
Them polar bear diamonds gone keep a bitch froze
I'm already high I've been up and away
I serve to them junkies who play in the snow
Who hotter than me?
You better come quick with the sunblock
I get to flowing it get to 400 degrees
I'm riding around with the door locked
Nigga be flexin so hard I might f*ck up the streets
Can play on my name if you wanna
Ima keep spinnin this shit til I'm dizzy and weak
I don't have a heart like a robot
Bullets go boop boop boop boop
You go beep beep beep beep
Swear that you niggas be talking and wilding
I promise this shit can get ugly and violent
She set him up he got drunk at the party and four minutes later, four shots to the noggin
Bitch I'm the one who get coal in his stocking but also the one who keeps dough in his pocket
White lights be flashing but no paparazzi, you going to Heaven to see God Almighty
I stay out the way and just collect the profit
Don't mess with the chopper it's auto-robotic
She f*cking with me cause my drip is exotic
She lovin' the way that I'm one with the faucet
You come with your best and I promise I'll top it
You come with your bitch and she gone give me toppy
They hating on me cause can't nobody stop it
These bank account numbers can't fit in my wallet
You niggas is sickening throw up
I ain't got time to play I just been counting for weeks
My niggas they slimy, they cobra
Watch how they load up the chopper and aim at your dreams
And go act like nobody know 'em
Got all your family crying, family wheezing
I get to the money the mula
I just been serving them chickens that come with the seasoning
I just been doing this shit
I'm rollin a spliff
They know I ain't coming down
They just be talking real big but when I'm in town, they know ima shut it down
Go head and drop a location
Go dig a grave for your body now
They not gone give me probation
They tryna put me up in the clouds
Swear that you niggas be talking and wilding
I promise this shit can get ugly and violent
She set him up he got drunk at the party and four minutes later, four shots to the noggin
Bitch I'm the one who get coal in his stocking but also the one who keeps dough in his pocket
White lights be flashing but no paparazzi, you going to Heaven to see God Almighty
I stay out the way and just collect the profit
Don't mess with the chopper it's auto-robotic
She f*cking with me cause my drip is exotic
She lovin' the way that I'm one with the faucet
You come with your best and I promise I'll top it
You come with your bitch and she gone give me toppy
They hating on me cause can't nobody stop it
These bank account numbers can't fit in my wallet
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Too much
Money
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Too much money
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Too much
Money
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