CORRECT LYRICS

Lyrics : 2k20

Been tryna tell you f**k n***as
Y'all n***as suck, n***a
Get the f**k off my court, you b*t*h boys
I tried to tell you that sh*t, n***a, you see who on the court, n***a
You see who was puttin' in that work, n***a
You see that sh*t, n***a
Why you leavin', b*t*h
16 and a game winner on y'all f**kin' head
Look at that sh*t, b*t*h boys
Get the f**k off my court and stop disrespecting me
You little d**k a** b*t*hes

I'm way too old, no man gon' check me
I don't give a f**k, another n***a don't like me
Shoot for the throne, hope a n***a come try me
Hoes one the list and your wife just might be
Talkin' big sh*t we don't need no vest up
She talk sh*t when she got that makeup
B*t*h, you broke, go and get that cake up
I'm too clean, had to get my tape up

2k20, I'm back
No wife, I'm straight, I'ma keep it like that
2k20, I'm back and I ain't never leave just came right back
It's 2k20, I'm back, huh, yeah, came with the heat, no, a n***a won't lack
It's 2k20, I'm back, no wife, I'm straight, I'ma keep it like that

Uh, how you gon' hate, when a n***a never met me?
Certified b*t*h, told a n***a, come, check me
Got a couple hoes in the past, still hate me
Hit her one time and they still say, they make me
We don't, f**k around, got a quick jugg like, n***a, what I found
Smokin' that heat like I'm off that mound
B*t*h I'm next, Right now
Huh, yea, tell her bring her friends
Huh, yea, I'ma go again
Huh, yea, I set trends
F**k day ones, I got day ends
2018 when a n***a started rappin'
2019 and a n***a kept workin'
2k20 and a n***a still trappin'
N***a on ghost, don't know what happened
2k20, I'm back
No wife, I'm straight, I'ma keep it like that
2k20, I'm back and I ain't never leave just came right back
It's 2k20, I'm back, huh, yeah, came with the heat, no, a n***a won't lack
It's 2k20, I'm back, no wife, I'm straight, I'ma keep it like that

Yeah, shooter gon' shoot, finna' [?]
Pa** that thought, f**kin' on your boo
Up with the crew, finna' rob who
Got a couple 2s and a 3 for you
Bet no one, [?] make a band
It's still mine til' the money hit my hand
F**k your wave, ain't never been a fan
N***as on d**k and it's gettin' outta hand

I'm way too old, no man gon' check me
I don't give a f**k, another n***a don't like me
Shoot for the throne, hope a n***a come try me
Hoes one the list and your wife just might be
Talkin' big sh*t we don't need no vest up
She talk sh*t when she got that makeup
B*t*h, you broke, go and get that cake up
I'm too clean, had to get my tape up