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Ignorant Shit
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Peezy
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(Paper & Ink made this) Old drunk-a** b*t*h (Idea coming for the 808) Ayy, Blood, you already know what's goin' on, n***a, Ghetto Boy, 3rd World sh*t, n***a Uh, uh This sh*t— This sh*t real different, know what I'm talkin' 'bout? Like, super astronomical, some sh*t like that Very ignorant You dig? Phew, phew, phew Told the lil' b*t*h I'm a boss with workers And every b*t*h I f**k with gotta serve her purpose I ain't f**kin' on no b*t*h unless I'm checkin' her purses On demon time and I'ma wrap a n***a head like a turban Searchin' for every dollar when I break on a b*t*h If she ain't trickin' talkin', Blood gon' have to shake on a b*t*h See, I have little patience, Blood ain't 'bout to wait on a b*t*h Hibachi dinner date and I'ma make her pay for the sh*t I gave Amy a couple solids, walked away with a 'script Hit for a brick, sold an eight, the other eight, I'ma sip Told Shapey to grab a Fanta, Backwood, and some chips Phone ringin', that's my baby mama trippin' and sh*t Ayy, we be reckless with that fully, on some ignorant sh*t He on some ignorant sh*t Stay with a b*t*h for six months without givin' her rent When you get drunk, b*t*h, you get sloppy and belligerent, b*t*h Yeah, I stepped in the party on my ignorant sh*t (I'm on some ignorant sh*t) If she ain't got no chicken for me, I get rid of that b*t*h (Then I get rid of that b*t*h) I got in with my forty with a stick in that b*t*h (I got a stick in that b*t*h) If she don't put it in my hand, then I ain't d**kin' that b*t*h (No, I ain't d**kin' that b*t*h) Caught her comin' drunk on that belligerent sh*t (On that belligerent sh*t) Twelve hundred on my shoes, couple bands on my fit (Couple racks on the fit, b*t*h) No, I ain't f**kin' with no semis, got a Glock with a switch (Got a Glock with a switch, b*t*h) I'm tryna beat the block up, no time to box with a b*t*h (Time to box with no b*t*h) Pick the top up, no, you can't box with a clip Had to pull the top up, it done got hot in this b*t*h I cut the AC on, ridin', bangin' Pac in this b*t*h And ain't no life after death you plan on stoppin' this sh*t I ride Ghosts 'cause I'm a ghost rider I'm so f**kin' fly, I need a copilot Thick b*t*h bouncin' up and down like she a lowrider Wrist froze, but a n***a lit, I don't need no lighting I just might retire, sh*t, I'm on fire She just wanna f**k me and I won't fight her Run up on the gang, leave you with a sh*t bag, here go your diaper 38 Amiris, pockets stuffed, can't get no tighter Expensive-a**, ugly-a** shoes, I really don't like 'em Ghetto Boy, 3rd World sh*t, don't ever test it I got lawyers on retainer case I ever get arrested Got my b*t*hes on retainer, she gon' run soon as I text her Rockin' three different Presis like I keep gettin' elected Yeah, I stepped in the party on my ignorant sh*t (I'm on some ignorant sh*t) If she ain't got no chicken for me, I get rid of that b*t*h (Then I get rid of that b*t*h) I got in with my forty with a stick in that b*t*h (I got a stick in that b*t*h) If she don't put it in my hand, then I ain't d**kin' that b*t*h (No, I ain't d**kin' that b*t*h) Caught her comin' drunk on that belligerent sh*t (On that belligerent sh*t) Twelve hundred on my shoes, couple bands on my fit (Couple racks on the fit, b*t*h) No, I ain't f**kin' with no semis, got a Glock with a switch (Got a Glock with a switch, b*t*h) I'm tryna beat the block up, no time to box with a b*t*h (Time to box with no b*t*h)
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