Don't Agree Lyrics

Made it through the storm, I used to sleep right on the floor

They used to count us out, but now the whole team on a tour

I'd rather get some money than go link it with a whore

I guess that's one thing we don't agree on anymore, huh

I'ma slide fasho, don't gotta think about it

I got feelings for you, that's the thing about it

Keep a pistol on me, I can't leave without it

They say that they gon' get me, I sincerely doubt it

My pockets look like I just robbed a BRINKS truck

I've been getting money with my team, yup

If it ain't bout racks, then I won't link up

I don't want a nice bitch, want a mean one

I just bought some lunch, that shit was 300

Them words inside your songs don't even mean nothin'

They don't hit me up unless they need somethin'

You ain't scaring shit with all that mean muggin'

Talking too much, I don't want your advice

Po' a lil' three right inside of a Sprite

Sippin' it slow, getting high as a kite

You poured a deuce, man, that shit is too light

Why does your bitch look like a dyke

It's crazy the things they'll do for a like

It's crazy the things they'll do out of spite

I just don't get it, dawg

This shit way too wicked, ah

I smoke off the top shelf, you smoking on some fentanyl

Saving up the back end, you the type to go and spend it all

Yeah, you trippin', dawg

Made it through the storm, I used to sleep right on the floor

They used to count us out, but now the whole team on a tour

I'd rather get some money than go link it with a whore

I guess that's one thing we don't agree on anymore, huh

I'ma slide fasho, don't gotta think about it

I got feelings for you, that's the thing about it

Keep a pistol on me, I can't leave without it

They say that they gon' get me, I sincerely doubt it