"i told u" lyrics

"i told u"

Huh, all talk for what? He got a gun, but he won't shoot nun'
I-I-I'm tryna run up my funds, they want a problem, but can't find none
I'm drivin' cars that cannot be spun, I got some hundreds that's on my thumb
So many times you hit my phone, how many times did that bitch rung?

I told this girl I miss her, she told me, "I can fix you"
So many niggas turned they back on me, and I can list you
Remember, I can diss you, not in my mind or picture
This chopper might just hit you, sing out just like my sister, yeah

You try to say I ain't change my ways, and you tryna tell me that I need space
Don't try to run back to me, too late, interior red like some damn Kool-Aid
I hit and run like it's GTA, I'm locked in, can't miss a beat today
I barely slept, can't even eat today, rolled up a blunt, finna geek today, yeah

Yeah, huh, yeah, huh
Yeah, huh, yeah, huh
Yeah, huh, yeah, huh

Don't wan' see tomorrow
I wish there were memories, occasions I could borrow
That I can steal from friends and family so I don't feel sorrow
Yeah-yeah, I'm finna numb that shit, huh, hundreds, I thumb them quick
Had to put Rick on my bitch, told Skai, "Pull off in that whip" (Skrrt)
Flyin' down Sunset, bitch, and my windows stay with a tint
My parents ain't raise no bitch, oh, yeah

Huh, all talk for what? He got a gun, but he won't shoot nun'
I-I-I'm tryna run up my funds, they want a problem, but can't find none
I'm drivin' cars that cannot be spun, I got some hundreds that's on my thumb
So many times you hit my phone, how many times did that bitch rung?

I told this girl I miss her, she told me, "I can fix you"
So many niggas turned they back on me, and I can list you
Remember, I can diss you, not in my mind or picture
This chopper might just hit you, sing out just like my sister, yeah


Writer(s): Edgar Sarratt, Iii
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