"Never Dat" lyrics
B.B Simon belt, but the Glock made me sag
Bitch steady want a handout like I'm they damn dad
Probably wouldn't even know my name, if I never rapped
Everybody say they proud of me, bitch it was never that
They were never there, huh
How the fuck he say he look for me? Bitch I be everywhere
White diamond, they freezing, look something like a polar bear
How you say you my brother, you ain't even from over here?
Went to Johnny and Wafi for my diamonds, don't need no flashlight
Quick to drop a bag, bitch don't get up on my bad side
Bitch I keep a K with a seven 5 by my bedside
Coocoo bitch, she freaky, won't even fuck without her hands tied
Only fucked her twice, she steady blowing up my phone
Had to change my number, I can't do it with these hoes
Ratchet bitch, she playin' with my clothes and my cologne
The Glock, watch, and the Maybach, two-tone
Black and white diamonds, boy my watch bitchracial
Two-tone Glock, same color newspaper
Every time I drop a song, bitch, I got a new hater
They be fiendin' for my shit, just like the fuckin' food wagon
I done upgraded everything, I got a new rig
Matter of fact, got a new bitch
Matter of fact, got a new whip
Bitch I got some new teeth
Army guns for two and three
Better put your hand down, bitch, she ain't never knew me
B.B Simon belt, but the Glock made me sag
Bitch steady want a handout like I'm they damn dad
Probably wouldn't even know my name, if I never rapped
Everybody say they proud of me, bitch it was never that
They were never there, huh
How the fuck he say he look for me? Bitch I be everywhere
White diamond, they freezing, look something like a polar bear
How you say you my brother, you ain't even from over here?
Come on, come on, man, I don't know why everybody, you feel me?
Hoppin' in, like they know a bit or something
I was just broke with 2 and 3, it was me 2-3
Man, who else, man, I'm tryna, I'm tryna, you feel me?
Pussy, go make some money, stop asking me for it
Uh-huh, uh-huh, 19-hundred, uh-huh, uh-huh 19-hundred, 19-hundred, big 19-hundred, uh
Bitch steady want a handout like I'm they damn dad
Probably wouldn't even know my name, if I never rapped
Everybody say they proud of me, bitch it was never that
They were never there, huh
How the fuck he say he look for me? Bitch I be everywhere
White diamond, they freezing, look something like a polar bear
How you say you my brother, you ain't even from over here?
Went to Johnny and Wafi for my diamonds, don't need no flashlight
Quick to drop a bag, bitch don't get up on my bad side
Bitch I keep a K with a seven 5 by my bedside
Coocoo bitch, she freaky, won't even fuck without her hands tied
Only fucked her twice, she steady blowing up my phone
Had to change my number, I can't do it with these hoes
Ratchet bitch, she playin' with my clothes and my cologne
The Glock, watch, and the Maybach, two-tone
Black and white diamonds, boy my watch bitchracial
Two-tone Glock, same color newspaper
Every time I drop a song, bitch, I got a new hater
They be fiendin' for my shit, just like the fuckin' food wagon
I done upgraded everything, I got a new rig
Matter of fact, got a new bitch
Matter of fact, got a new whip
Bitch I got some new teeth
Army guns for two and three
Better put your hand down, bitch, she ain't never knew me
B.B Simon belt, but the Glock made me sag
Bitch steady want a handout like I'm they damn dad
Probably wouldn't even know my name, if I never rapped
Everybody say they proud of me, bitch it was never that
They were never there, huh
How the fuck he say he look for me? Bitch I be everywhere
White diamond, they freezing, look something like a polar bear
How you say you my brother, you ain't even from over here?
Come on, come on, man, I don't know why everybody, you feel me?
Hoppin' in, like they know a bit or something
I was just broke with 2 and 3, it was me 2-3
Man, who else, man, I'm tryna, I'm tryna, you feel me?
Pussy, go make some money, stop asking me for it
Uh-huh, uh-huh, 19-hundred, uh-huh, uh-huh 19-hundred, 19-hundred, big 19-hundred, uh
Writer(s): Hunter Addison Brown, Kyle Welch, Miles Spiel, Luuk Mari Broersma
