They don’t want it

Lyrics

I heard you paint houses... Yes, yes sir, I do... (Uh uh, uh uh, uh uh, uh uh) (Uh uh, uh uh, uh uh, uh uh) (Uh uh, uh uh, uh uh, uh uh) (Uh uh, uh uh, uh uh, uh) They don't (Uh uh, uh uh, uh uh, uh) They don't (Uh uh, uh uh, uh uh, uh) They don't (Uh uh, uh uh, uh uh, uh uh) [NoahThaMack] They don't want it, hate me cause they ain't got it Oh that's you huh? They hear me they so astonished They been talkin' to the opps on paper like they a sonnet I smoke chronic but know sure as hell, i'm muthafuckin on it [BRUHMANEGOD] They don't want it, hate me cause they ain't got it Oh that's you huh? They hear me they so astonished They been talkin' to the opps on paper like they a sonnet I smoke chronic but know sure as hell, i'm muthafuckin on it [NoahThaMack] What's the deal now? Got homies grip the steel now, peel out Fuck license and registration, we smoke real loud One hand on the blunt and another on the wheel now This ain't the type of situation you can feel out I see an opp behind me, imma hit the left right left Smoking good muthafucka, so i do not stress They say i'm a saint in my city, i'm just doin my best I speak on a track and now they thinkin that my shit's blessed And if you thought I was the mack, bitch you guessed correct A couple shots of the heem and I smoke one to the neck And you probably won't see me if it ain't bout a check All this pain inside I try not to reflect, I'm gone bitch [BRUHMANEGOD] (Uh uh, uh uh, uh uh, uh uh) I give my life to this shit All my evil and light getting mixed Y'all should know that I'm priceless to them Smoking on that fucking lung cancer And they think I'm trippin off a muthafuckin star Brain dumb bitches locked up in the heart None them boys can trust they gut, and they hoppin out the car All these opps in the way Still smoking on drugs for the pain Need a oscillation, oscillation Oscillation, oscillation Oscillation, oscillation Oscillation All these bums, all the fuck up in my space Drain my energy and never look they selves in the face Imma flex on ya, take ya soul next I don't ever operate unless I'm running up a check And they don't [NoahThaMack] They don't want it, hate me cause they ain't got it Oh that's you huh? They hear me they so astonished They been talkin' to the opps on paper like they a sonnet I smoke chronic but know sure as hell, i'm muthafuckin on it [BRUHMANEGOD] They don't want it, hate me cause they ain't got it Oh that's you huh? They hear me they so astonished They been talkin' to the opps on paper like they a sonnet I smoke chronic but know sure as hell, i'm muthafuckin on it [NoahThaMack] They don't want it, hate me cause they ain't got it Oh that's you huh? They hear me they so astonished They been talkin' to the opps on paper like they a sonnet I smoke chronic but know sure as hell, i'm muthafuckin on it [BRUHMANEGOD] They don't want it, hate me cause they ain't got it Oh that's you huh? They hear me they so astonished They been talkin' to the opps on paper like they a sonnet I smoke chronic but know sure as hell, i'm muthafuckin on it