Do Not Disturb Lyrics

Everybody want the chilli until it's time to go get it

This bartier sitting on my wrist so exquisite

Tuff talk means nothing when you really live it

Omb I wouldn't recommend it

First play get rid of the kluck with a molotov

You hit em low I hit em high he shouldn't of been popping off

Flap running got em in some shit he can't wipe off

Street niggas paid informant talking to the laws

What you mean what you mean what you mean

I ain't worried bout a soul shit it's me vs me

I don't know why me I'm a doughuntin champ shit my momma birth a p

Imma doughuntin champ the ouchies got a hold of me

I guess I haven't learned my lesson cuz i'm back In the streets

Imma doughunting champ the ouchies got a hold of me

I guess I'm back in the streets on my baby

Let you hold what bitch is you brazy

Yo momma birth a l bitch why you lazy

I had to double back the beans kinda made me

Sluttin out another nigga old lady

Keep it a buck I'm only here cuz she paid me

I'm too solid to be half loved anyways

And I can care less what a nigga heard

I live my life on do not disturb

If it's smoke I bring a boat full of erb

In my present's what he say not a word

He's a bool as nigga he's a nerd

Taught him a lesson made em bite on the curb

Too many drugs in my system I can't think straight

Poppa john I ran up nine on a dinner date

He thought I was a lick I let it leak and paint his face

Bouquet a flower ceremonies amazing grace

That's was somebody baby on my baby should stayed in yo place

My response is a so what anyway

I had to steal first place when you solo in yo lane you could never loose the race

First play get rid of the kluck with a molotov

You hit em low I hit em high he shouldn't of been popping off

Flap running got em in some shit he can't wipe off

Street niggas paid informant talking to the laws

What you mean what you mean what you mean

I ain't worried bout a soul shit it's me vs me

I don't know why me I'm a doughunting champ shit my momma birth a p

Imma doughunting champ the ouchies got a hold of me

I guess I haven't learned my lesson cuz i'm back In the streets

Imma doughunting champ the ouchies got a hold of me

I guess I'm back in the streets on my baby

Everybody want the chilli until it's time to go get it

This bartier sitting on my wrist so exquisite

Tuff talk means nothing when you really live it

Omb I wouldn't recommend it

Everybody want the chilli until it's time to go get it

This bartier sitting on my wrist so exquisite

Tuff talk means nothing when you really live it