NEVERMIND

Lyrics

[Intro] (I got so much Enrgy) (Nyah, nyah, hey, hey, hey, hey) [Verse 1] You better move out the way, DSM, it's the bullies Nah, bitch, them ain't no fireworks, it's a fully Pray to God for whoever sees my shotta in a hoodie I don't think he'll get inducted, how he's living's givin' rookie I don't think he'll make the Hall of Fame, his numbers don't reflect Choppa stop him while he talkin', we'll— alright Choppa stop him while he talkin', we'll punctuate his sentence A couple thousand'll get you tortured, boy, my cousin'nem some grеmlins Bet that bitch a ten-fifty, she was suckin' by еleven Bitch was prom queen, now she stuffin', life's depressin' We some kings, all that talkin' like we won't come buy you peasants You must love gettin' robbed, this the second time you left it, tighten up Ask a bitch, do she wanna cry in Claire's or cry in Hutch? I was on rock bottom, but right now I'm high as fuck Me and TrDee, we arguing 'bout who got the whitest buffs Bitch bad, but she skinny, I might have to buy a butt Super fried, tell a hoe it ain't no I in you 2024, these rappers buying time to lie in booths 2024, these rappers tryna fit in, buyin' views Thinkin' we don't stand on business, 'til the gang arrived in suits [Chorus] Pineapple Fanta two-liter filled with seven lines If I ripped a rapper off, you'd think this bitch was clementine Got the big head uppin' blues, you'd think I'm Megamind Slidin' 'round with a—, nevermind I was never trippin' 'bout that lil' bitch, she was never mines You would never know yo' full potential, you ain't never try Walk around this bitch just like an ostrich, you ain't never fly Lil' bro copped a switch around this bitch and thought he'd never die I wish he would've grew up I got my blues up, way before I blew up This ain't the new us, they actin' like they knew us Too many hoes to rent a sprinter, fuck it, grab a school bus [Verse 2] I know a spirit floatin' 'round, I'm rollin' up some you, punk You always ask to use stuff, you always rockin' used stuff Already signed her titties, this bitch tryna get her boobs fucked You gon' do, huh, you gon' do what? Dude the type to have a full clip and only shoot once, tsk You ain't tryna hit nobody, you ain't tryna, you ain't tryna get no money You ain't tryna get no money, you should prolly get from 'round me Shittyboyz, long live $cam, you know? [Chorus] Pineapple Fanta two-liter filled with seven lines If I ripped a rapper off, you'd think this bitch was clementine Got the big head uppin' blues, you'd think I'm Megamind Slidin' 'round with a—, nevermind I was never trippin' 'bout that lil' bitch, she was never mines You would never know yo' full potential, you ain't never try Walk around this bitch just like an ostrich, you ain't never fly Lil' bro copped a switch around this bitch and thought he'd never die I wish he would've grew up I got my blues up, way before I blew up This ain't the new us, they actin' like they knew us Too many hoes to rent a sprinter, fuck it, grab a school bus