When That Happened Lyrics

I ain't really fucking with you,

I ain't fucking with you, alright bro

And it's fuck the opposition, you should go drive off a cliff and that's not just a proposition

How you all up on my dick and you don't got a pot to piss in nigga

You lame as hell

Run it

I ain't fucking withchu(jew) niggas like I'm Hitler

Whole lot of new shit on me like a beginner

Them niggas never getting back like the very worst defenders

Tried to give a bitch the world and now I want the earth to hit her

I hope you know you ain't gonna never get your money back

Ain't fucking with the perks, so I'ma hit hoes off the honey pack

When you send her ass back to the field, she gon' start running back

I tried being cool with niggas, I think I'm done with that

I'ma talk my shit on every song cause I don't mumble rap

Shorty never bee around the bitches, he need the bumble app

Ain't talking bout a race, but bro look, I'm finna run this track

A young, rich, funny ass nigga, so how you fumble that

Antisocial, but there ain't a time I need alone (loan)

Searching for some drip on Google, now my jeans is Chrome

My girl had a mental breakdown, last time she seen my phone

Lounging in a Dior sweater, I be clean at home

Skinny jeans, oversized hoodie, ain't tryna fit in

In Saks Fifth, we did a blowout, that was a big win

She say when she pull up, don't speak to me, put the dick in

I was typing her the addy, I got too high and I ain't hit send

Fucked two hoes, then seen them in a picture

Did I just hit friends?

Turnt my city up, a couple years, I be at Big Jam

Yo team broke, to pay the bill, whole table had to pitch in

Shorty tried to curve me, so I lobbed her to my rich friend

My rich friend, balling in college like it's the Big Ten

I'm with my fat homie, so told the ho to bring her big friend

Ice hanging on my tee, I should change my name to Lipton

Say she love me, but she tripping, say we fucked and I'm like, bitch when? (bitch when)

Ay, when that happened

I wish that I could love you, but bitch I'm too busy rapping

Ay, bitch, that didn't happen

I'ma touch a mill, take a screenshot and keep on stacking

When that happen? Ay, I do not recall

You said she put down her sketch?

Nah, nigga, she dropped her drawers

Her mouth incarcerated, she gon' suck until she lock her jaws

Bro don't gotta have the strap, just know my dog got the paws

Yeah, that money on you make you walk different

This bitch give me spits like a lisp, cause I talk different

I be seeing niggas sell out, and I be lost nigga

I'd be the worst slave, cause on the block I can't be bought nigga

Loyal ass nigga, unless we hooping, I don't cross niggas

Y'all tried to throw a function, bro look around, this shit is all niggas

Trimm a werewolf, that just mean he got that dog in him

Adot richer than these rappers, I should really do a song with him

Now I'm at the top, shining brighter than a bald nigga

Money on the floor, then I'ma hit the army crawl nigga

I got all them(autumn) bands put up, they ain't gon' fall, nigga

Now my neck colder than the season after fall nigga

On bro

And we finna run the summer, that just mean we grinding all winter nigga

Grinding all year bitch