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Artiste:
SiR
Titre:
Ignorant
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World get on my nerves, man, this shit just don't excite me Swerving off the curb, bending corners ain't exciting Pussy on my phone, man, this shit just don't excite me Out here on my own, ain't too many others like me Aye, aye, aye I might pop a clip Funny how it hit I ain't talking shit Fuck the politics I am not a bitch Got a 'bout it bitch She about her shit Hey I might blow a bag On some ignant shit I don't pay no rent Funny how it hit I ain't talkin' shit, feel like Richie Rich Y'all keep doin' looks, I got money on the books Can't believe the shit that I see Five hundred degrees, still feeling the breeze She do what she please, keep her off the leash But I love the fact she keep coming back We so ignorant World get on my nerves, man, this shit just don't excite me Swerving off the curb, bending corners ain't exciting Pussy on my phone, man, this shit just don't excite me Out here on my own, ain't too many others like me World get on my nerves, man, this shit just don't excite me Swerving off the curb, bending corners ain't exciting Pussy on my phone, man, this shit just don't excite me Out here on my own, ain't too many others like me Not like me Been doin' this, still hot like me Turn everything to a bop like me SiR told me stop, so I pop my piece, tell Top I need my swap, aye '64 Chevy, no top, aye Ride through the city with a bad ass bitch, extendo in my Glock, aye Solo and dolo, the day I did Marni, I used to be Polo Clutchin' my piece when a fan want a photo Paranoia like it's 2000-1-4 Older I get, more I look like my uncle Screamin', "Free TC" that's tatted on my knuckles Free Brittney Griner, they held her in Russia I smoke every day so that could've been me though Meanwhile, they killin' these innocent people Can't believe the shit that I see Five hundred degrees, still feeling the breeze She do what she please, keep her off the leash But I love the fact she keep coming back We so ignorant World get on my nerves, man, this shit just don't excite me Swerving off the curb, bending corners ain't exciting Pussy on my phone, man, this shit just don't excite me Out here on my own, ain't too many others like me World get on my nerves, man, this shit just don't excite me Swerving off the curb, bending corners ain't exciting Pussy on my phone, man, this shit just don't excite me Out here on my own, ain't too many others like me