Correction Lyrics Nunnadet sh*t (Remix) by Dreezy

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Ayy
(Ooh, DJ C3nturii, you making beats now?)
Go
(You making beats now?)
Ayy

I don't give a f**k 'bout none of that sh*t ('Bout none of that sh*t)
'Bout none of that sh*t (None of that sh*t)
I don't give a f**k 'bout none of that sh*t (Ayy, uh, none of that sh*t)
'Bout none of that sh*t (None of that sh*t)
I don't give a f**k 'bout none of that sh*t (Woah, none of that sh*t)
'Bout none of that sh*t (None of that sh*t)
I don't give a f**k 'bout none of that sh*t (Uh-uh, none of that sh*t, ayy)

n***a, want war? Just say that, uh (Woah, say that sh*t)
Where I'm from, we don't play that, uh (Damn, what?)
n***a I'm with gon' spray that, uh (Brr)
Faceshot, he'll send that, uh (Gang, gang)
n***a, want war? Just say that, uh (Say that sh*t)
Where I'm from, we don't play that, uh (Yeah)
n***as I'm with gon' spray that, uh (Ayy, ayy)
Faceshot, he'll send that, uh (Yeah)
Spend that sh*t then get it back (Get back)
Broke b*t*h never seen a hundred racks (Huh)
If you want smokе, we pull up with a pack (Ayy)
Drop a red dot, so I know wherе you at (Grr)
Writing this verse in a Maybach
I'm from Kentucky, he wild for this cat (Ooh)
I'm a bad b*t*h with my own dough
Diamond dancin' like a snow cone (Ice)
Skin lookin' like rose gold
New n***a callin' my old phone
'Cause I hate a n***a who be lyin' on his d**k (b*t*h)
Silly b*t*h pop sh*t from the comments
I don't give a f**k about none of that sh*t
Well, when they hop online they got so much to say (Huh)
Hoes never told that sh*t to my face

I don't give a f**k about none of that
They know when Dream on a track, that I'm runnin' that
I book a studio session, go dumb in that
Rawest b*t*h rappin', he wanna c*m in that
I don't have none of that, none of that (Nope)
Lot of n***as is clown, we make fun of that (Uh-huh)
All my jewelry is froze, where the summer at?
I been raisin' b*t*hes, had enough of that (Aw)
Damn, where your mother at?
I got YSL drippin', where Gunna at?
I got cash money spendin', where Stunna at?
No, I don't play with my paper, no fun it that (Mmm)
Rather play with my pu**y and c*m to that
Walking on verses, and makin' them sick (Uh)
They talkin' sh*t, and then they ask for a pic (Woo)
You worried about a mugshot and a kid (Uh)
I don't give a f**k about none of that sh*t
None of that smoke
All of this gas 'til a b*t*h can choke
Pop your top, ain't spilling no coke
My n***as don't clown, come tell us a joke
Job get done, in and out like a show
Ain't talkin' 'bout f**kin' a b*t*h, gettin' poked
Ain't talkin' 'bout pu**y, and she gettin' soaked
I bury her deep, haircut like a fro, uh
Not like that, why you cappin' and sh*t?
Ivory back in this b*t*h
Slapped that ho, bro, slap in the clip
No one night stand, I bang it and dip
Pullin' up slow, handle it quick
All of this dough, all of this drip
Oh, he a gangster? Baggin' a brick
He packin' a pole, I fancy a strip

I be talkin' my sh*t, got a potty mouth
Make him sing to the box, oh, you Roddy now? (Oh)
Can't see me on the track or in life
Only thing that's big about a b*t*h is a body count (What's big, sweetie?)
I ain't with none of that sh*t
If it ain't that M's, we ain't takin' no late offers
Said a ho try my n***a like she Porsha
I bet I beat the breaks off her (Try me, ho)
Keep a n***a with a Glock, did time in the pen
Gettin' bread on the block in them butter wheat Timbs
Push to start my car like I'm pushin' my pen (Skrr)
She couldn't do it like me if that b*t*h my twin
Name a ho waitin', bring that scale out (On gang)
Trap boy, tell him, "Send that mail out"
Pulled up, hoes start runnin' like Get Out
b*t*h really my son, I should bring my foot out
All of that talkin' and whoopin' you doin'
Now you out of breath, gasp for help
My shooter, he kin to me, soldier step
Rich than a b*t*h, ain't belongin' in jail (Uh-huh)
Be quiet, the murderers talkin' (Shh)
Sneak dissin' us, never heard about it
Wrong move, b*t*h, for certain he got him (Boom)
Cook a opp b*t*h like Baskin and Robbins
Ayy, you can't get sh*t for the freebie (Uh-huh)
Might be f**kin' that n***a, but you ain't me (b*t*h)
I'ma puff, puff, pass that n***a, you should thank me
Everybody love me, b*t*h, like Raymond (Uh, what?)
I'm a wild lil' b*t*h, my n***a can't tame me (What?)
Rich-ass n***a, I still won't date him (Uh-uh)
He ate me once, I still won't date him (Date him)
These weak-ass b*t*hes mad, hatin' (Mad)
To be honest, I ain't even give a f**k 'bout the rap sh*t (Uh-uh)
Von told me, "Go crazy with the rap sh*t"
Killin' these hoes, let me burst out the MAC stick (Boom)
First day, 100k, hit a back flip (Brr)
n***a, hide them poles, laws at the door (On gang)
Locked up, he sellout, bailout
VV iced out my grill out
b*t*h, f**k you, 'cause we been done fell out

n***a, want war? Just say that, uh (Woah, say that sh*t)
Where I'm from, we don't play that, uh (Damn, what?)
n***as I'm with gon' spray that, uh (Boom, boom)
Faceshot, he'll send that, uh (Yeah, ayy)
n***a, want war? Just say that, uh (Say that sh*t)
Where I'm from, we don't play that, uh (Play that b*t*h)
n***as I'm with gon' spray that, uh (Boom, boom)
Faceshot, he'll send that, uh (Go)

n***a, want war? Just say that, uh (Say that sh*t)
n***a, want war? Just say that, uh (Say that sh*t)
n***a, want war? Just say that, uh
n***a, want war? Just say that, uh

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