Notice It ft. 1kaiba & t4e Lyrics

You say you comin back

I ain't seen you since

The way i bring you in

It make you smile hope you innocent

The times that we argue

Half the the time you be trippin bitch

I don't even care cause i'm ballin on a mission bitch

Pickin you up

Late at night i got the hammer tucked

Sittin in the car past ten

Is you tryna fuck?

Holdin my hand

When i push the Audi through the night

Next day i wake you up

You tryna start another fight

Bitches everywhere

You think i give a fuck you die tonight?

Come correct

Or lil bitch get popped just like some dynamite

Thought she was the one

Lil bitch I'm a choose two

Keep on talkin out yo fuckin neck

And i won't choose you

I got hella motion

Don't give a fuck if you got blues too

Smokin on dis weed

Gettin sucked up watchin Blues Clues

Ain't no need for you

Lil ma i'm tryna use you

Lil nigga bitin on my swag

I' m finna sue you

Okay i sent the bitch out

Make her lock the door when she left

When we done fuckin

Don't lay down we ain't got time to rest

She asked if i'm her man still

I told dat lil bitch to guess

Bitch this is a trial to get wit me you gotta past the test

Guess what?

Lil bitch i'm right here

Really murder talkin

Really talkin in yo ears

Really pop out gang

So when we pop out

Face yo fears

And if you keep talkin out

This whole drac gone meet yo ear

When this drac meet yo ears

We gone shut it down

I'm talkin through the song

Hope you can feel me through the sound

Can't be around

But i'm drivin to you

Speedin through da town

Fuck the past we ran it up

We turned a dub into a pound

Dick up in her spine

Lil hoe can't feel the ground

How you flexin all dat money,

But got air up in yo sprayground?

Touch my cup and i'm a throw a swing bitch

No playground

Hoe gone trip on me cause i seen ass

She can't stay round

Clowned

Was a lil nigga wit a drop fade

Tryna fuck all on a nigga now

Because i got paid

Steppin i this fit

All black

Like dat nigga blade

Pillow talkin to the hoe

You sweet like some minute made

Boomin in my city

Feel like NBA it's a parade

Ride like a committee

We don't fight fair

Who want fade?

Ain't that same nigga dat you dumped off in 6th grade

On dat hot shit

Get the gang then we start a raid

Ain't afraid

Send five shots he need first-aid

Hit em in his left knee

He limpin like he D Wade

Yea i cheated

But you said you'll never leave

Bitch i feel played

But i'm done speakin

So just make sure the beat fade