aint tell em Lyrics

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I ain't tell em what I did I jus went and did it

How'd the moon jus get so big? Oh It's psychedelics

We gatekeepers over here got the cheese from deli

Cut em off pass me the sheers

Cut the top off of this bitch

No I don't wanna hear your tears

Cause you wouldn't die for this shit

We got ceiling fans we got chandeliers

Real real rockstars in this bitch

I wish you could keep up keep up

But you go over there and restart restart

You so slow kinda remind me of turtle bro

What kind of rockstar sigma moving jus like me

Shoppin lululemon jus for my baby

Watch me swerve the diamond did it with no fee

I don't think nobody as crazy as me

You not crazy you not brazy you don't know how to ride jetski

Kept like 10k in my savings spent it all in this here week

I don't want your groupies I jus wanna eat my foodies

Run it back spend a stack then I take her to the movies

Really getting sick of all these pions these pions uh

Looks like you need some work no Rihanna Rihanna

You jus been waking up so fried

You gon end up going to sleep at three

Put your problems all to the side

Gotta remember nobody better than me

Like a seesaw you been going through the ups and downs

Going through the motions in the oceans who gon help you now

Sipping all October then fall over in December now

You can't help yourself it seems

I got hella triple beams

I like singing melodys

You like getting felonys

Don't drop the soap haha lil bro

I'm not that type of guy but I jus wanna see someone like you die

Swerve to the left then I swerve to the right yeah the end is right in sight

Swerve into heaven gates like err

Feeling like Kevin Gates got like two phones

Isn't so apparent I'm high as bone

But you shouldn't care cause you the one with metal dome

I ain't tell em what I did I jus went and did it

How'd the moon jus get so big? Oh It's psychedelics

We gatekeepers over here got the cheese from deli

Cut em off pass me the sheers

Cut the top off of this bitch

No I don't wanna hear your tears

Cause you wouldn't die for this shit

We got ceiling fans we got chandeliers

Real real rockstars in this bitch

I wish you could keep up keep up

But you go over there and restart restart

You so slow kinda remind me of turtle bro

What kind of rockstar sigma moving jus like me

Shoppin lululemon jus for my baby

Watch me swerve the diamond did it with no fee

I don't think nobody as crazy as me

You not crazy you not brazy you don't know how to ride jetski

Kept like 10k in my savings spent it all in this here week

I don't want your groupies I jus wanna eat my foodies

Run it back spend a stack then I take her to the movies

Really getting sick of all these pions these pions uh

Looks like you need some work no Rihanna Rihanna

You jus been waking up so fried

You gon end up going to sleep at three

Put your problems all to the side

Gotta remember nobody better than me

Like a seesaw you been going through the ups and downs

Going through the motions in the oceans who gon help you now

Sipping all October then fall over in December now

You can't help yourself it seems

I got hella triple beams