Don’t Worry

Lyrics
[Intro] Hey, she wanna- Hey, she wanna- Hey, she wanna- Hey, she wanna fuck with the gang, wanna fuck with the squad Hey, boy, you is broke and we don't know who you are You don't gotta worry about that shit, don't gotta worry, nah You don't gotta worry about that shit, don't gotta worry, nah You don't gotta worry about that shit, don't gotta worry, nah You don't gotta worry about that shit, don't gotta worry, nah (BenjiCold, why you icy?) [Chorus] Hey, she wanna fuck with the gang, wanna fuck with the squad (She wanna fuck with the squad) Hey, boy, you is broke and we don't know who you are (Boy, you is broke and we don't) Me and the GOAT, no one can tell us apart (No one can tell us apart) He talkin' down, but this choppa, gon' rip him apart You don't gotta worry about that shit, don't gotta worry, nah He better worry about that stick, leavin' him buried, huh-huh I'm goin' up now they sick, doin' him dirty, huh-huh That nigga wanna be in my team, you ain't even worthy, huh-huh [Verse] O-Only sixteen, I make millions But now niggas ho, I can't feel again Floodin' the roof, I feel like a alien B-Bitch, I'ma go up to space I'm goin' fast so I feel like a race (Yeah, yeah) Bad bitch, she wanna go on a date Bad bitch, she wanna fly outta state (Yeah, yeah) When she throwin' that ass I'ma count up the cake He gotta show me what he be 'bout I took the D out I get the shrimp or the steak when I eat out I cut a main ho off for a rebound And no, I ain't talkin' a bucket I get a check but it made him look [?] K-K-Kick down your door, take your shit and we run it Call up the gang, now we got that boy runnin' Hit it with 6, why they call me 600 (Hit it with 6, huh-huh) Anyone got the [?] I ain't callin' you You always lookin' for love, well guess, just look in front of you, ooh When I don't got the stick on my side how I just feel like I'm the man She said that she wanted a hug, girl, I can not come for you [Chorus] She wanna fuck with the gang, wanna fuck with the squad (She wanna fuck with the squad) Hey, boy, you is broke and we don't know who you are (Boy, you is broke and we don't) Me and the GOAT, no one can tell us apart (No one can tell us apart) He talkin' down, but this choppa, gon' rip him apart You don't gotta worry about that shit, don't gotta worry, nah He better worry about that stick, leavin' him buried, huh-huh I'm goin' up now they sick, doin' him dirty, huh-huh That nigga wanna be in my team, you ain't even worthy, huh-huh
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Credits
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- BenjiCold
- Slump6s